For fans who grew up in the '00s, Everclear wasn't a band from Portland; they were a band from TV. But the outfit's hometown makes some sense: An outsiders' outsider group, they were too harsh for the mainstream, yet too wide-eyed for alternative. They were the kids that made punks cringe with uncomfortable guffaws about their own parents' divorce. In a town filled with horrific excursions like the Wipers' "D-7" and Elliott Smith's Sgt. Pepper-hears-Ian Curtis routine, Everclear fit right in. A town divided by Portlandia's obnoxiously docile antics could only play host to a Top 40 act as emotionally torn as Everclear. MAC POGUE