By Joel Warner
By Michael Roberts
By Alan Prendergast
By Michael Roberts
By Michael Roberts
By Amber Taufen
By Patricia Calhoun
By William Breathes
I think some innovative bands were left out, but the handful of bands that did get selected was great as always. Here's to the vitality of the Denver music scene and to those bands that didn't get picked. Keep playing. Keep making good music. We need you more than ever!
So it seems that Dan Caplis thinks some of Obama's ideas are spooky. Isn't that sort of like the pot calling the kettle bla...oops, sorry. Not sure why Michael Roberts feels it's necessary to worry about talk-show guys getting their feelings hurt — that's what they do for a living. Dan has been running his George Bush apology tour for so long you would think he's going to run for Congress himself. And let's not forget about his citizenship at conception — now, that's really offensive. Peter Boyles loves to say what an independent voter he is, then spends hours trashing every Democrat who comes down the pike. And Mike Rosen should just retire, period.
All I can say is, thank God that I and millions of other freedom-loving American gave Dan Caplis's political savior, George Bush, a "good, old-fashioned political thumping" (Bush's words, not mine) in the November 2006 election, saved the republic from Republicans and, in the process, stopped America's dangerous "drift" toward the extreme fascist far right. In this column, even Peter Boyles, the tough but fair-minded talk-show host of the KHOW morning show, is quoted as acknowledging, "George Bush is as close to a good fascist as we've had in a while."
Because of Bush's error-begets-error, petty-ego-and-smirk-driven, arrogant, prideful and therefore very foolish Iraq "Vanity War," he's unwittingly handed the White House on a silver platter to the Democratic Party. I'm sure even Caplis would wholeheartedly agree with me that at the end of the day, in voting booths all across America, John McCain will be paying for all the hideous and horrific political sins of the Bush years, with the biggest Republican loss the Republican Party has ever known. It's the "End of an Error," and that's a good thing.
Almost as good as impeachment.
Letters about Jason Sheehan, June 12
It is in continued defense of sushi that I do not apologize for my tone, diction, dope-ass use of metaphor or raw humor in properly ridiculing Jason Sheehan's pseudo-review of Sushi Katsuya. I just wanted Sheehan to fight back or own up. In retrospect, I don't know why I expected Sheehan to respond to such a blatant attack. I reckon that if I was nominated for the James Beard award for whatever, I would never have time for some kid's sushi-angst all the way back in "our little square state."
So, with regional cafe-section czar Jason Sheehan so easily removed from this never-existent dialogue, I declare this very letter to the editor a Glock shot at you, the Westword-reading public. As a writer of food and a sometimes critic, Sheehan has also accepted the job as renovator of public (that's your) perception. Consider me, then, the OSHA of his rickety column. If you, John Q. Public, allow society's critics to be as misinformed as Sheehan is in regards to sushi, I fucking quit. And you can all sit in your oily pools of escolar-induced panic, with not so much as a "wet floor" sign from me.
Justin M. Warner
"Twice Burned," Jason Sheehan, May 29
I take strong exception to Jason Sheehan's review of Bono's Pit Bar-B-Q. I've been a regular customer of the Bono's in Centennial almost since it opened, and I'm happy to include it among the four or five area BBQ restaurants I regularly visit. I would like to remind Sheehan that personal taste for BBQ varies from diner to diner, much as does one's taste for green chile. What one person might not like could be very enjoyable to another.
As Sheehan should remember from his days in the business, a restaurant, or a particular dish, can vary from day to day. It seems unfair to judge any restaurant on only one or even two visits. And if he gets an item he doesn't like — i.e., the chopped pork — he should point out the deficiency to a waiter or manager and ask for a replacement.
Perhaps Sheehan is taking his job too seriously. It reminds me of the movie critics who lambaste a film, only to see it become a box-office hit. The continuing crowds I see at Bono's make this point.
J. P. Smith