After a 22-year hiatus, David Bromberg has emerged from his Wilmington, Delaware, violin shop with a new album and a new outlook on making music. His reappearance is as sudden as his departure was: Citing burnout from touring, recording and the demands of session work — including stints backing Bob…
Candee D*Vine wants to be your friend! She’s nineteen, cute, bisexual and “up for anything.” If you approve her request — and you probably will — she’ll go into the pile with the rest of your “friends,” who are more than happy to invite you to check out their naughty…
The folks at Virb aren’t the only ones to realize how difficult it’s become for the average band to stand out from the MySpace crowd. Two Denver-based projects have debuted within the past year with a similar goal — and their common ingredient is jam. Granted, MoBoogie.net founder Drew Ryan…
Okay, I’m a sad sack, I’ll admit it. I have a thing for sad music. “Why in the hell would you intentionally listen to music that makes you depressed?” someone asked me once, completely befuddled. Simple. While I enjoy balls-out rock as much as the next guy, sometimes it feels…
“Revenge of the Nerds,” Adam Cayton-Holland, August 23 Next Question I looked forward to reading about bar trivia, as a large group of us frequently attack the TFO and Buzzwordz locations here in Denver. We hadn’t heard of Geeks Who Drink and were excited to give them a try. After…
Pete Vinton keeps his planes in a corrugated silver garage, a stand-alone airplane hangar in a field five miles east of Parker. From the road, it’s the only visible indication of his plan to build a fly-in neighborhood. In two years, this tract of land will be an airpark, a…
Dear Mexican: Do you agree with immigration-rights activists calling Elvira Arellano, who is an illegal immigrant and a criminal, I might add, the Mexican Rosa Parks? The very idea that these people refer to her as such is deeply disturbing. Rosa Parks was a legal resident of this country and…
There are lines outside the Denver area’s newest Hatch chile stand, at 9400 East Hampden Avenue, and for good reason: Roasted peppers here go for 98 cents a pound, or $18.88 for a 30-pound box, a good $7 to $12 less than at the typical Federal Boulevard stand. Why so…
To date, Brad Pitt hasn’t agreed to be a celebrity endorser for Dr Pepper — but there are far fewer than six degrees of separation between the mega-hunk and a job as a Pepper pitchman. Not long ago, the beverage company needed some rugged mountain scenery for a commercial. Rather…
There is art that is perceived as a metaphor for death, and then there is art that has killed. When it’s finally installed at DIA later this year, “Mustang” will be saddled with a backstory almost too bizarre for conspiracy theorists: The piece was actually responsible for the untimely death…
When the news surfaced that Sir David of Beckham would not be traveling to the beautiful borough of Commerce City, there to grace the feudal throngs with his signature brand of Cockneyed bendery, my heart sank like an Indian preteen in a shitty movie noteworthy only for giving the world…
“Have you ever been through the Denver airport? It’s strange. It’s one of the busiest, but I’m telling you, it’s weird. There’s a firestorm of people talking about this thing.” Especially on June 11, when George Noory devotes all four hours of Coast to Coast, his nationally syndicated talk-radio program…
Here’s a brief look at some of the items America is desperate to learn about today: Beth Mattek Tennis star Beth Mattek is churning up the Internet today for her choice in, uh, “fashion” on the court. All I can say is if her sense of style sets a trend,…
Ever wonder what the world would look like if people disappeared tomorrow (or in 2012, if some of those conspiracy-theorist nuts are right)? Author Alan Weisman wrote a book about it, but for those too busy to read, he’s also created a handy interactive chart that hits the highlights. Some…
Terrorism, street crime, liberals wanting to take our guns. What’s a parent to do? Raising kids is hard enough without having to worry about the horrors that modern life is waiting to inflict on them at every turn. For parents that really care, there’s Bulletproof Baby, a company that produces…
Leo Tanguma’s murals at Denver International Airport are rich with symbolism. The artist maintains the works have nothing to do with Illuminati’s plans for one world government, but the internet, in all it’s glory, is rife with people who won’t be convinced. For the most in-depth discussion out there on…
Malas Semilla, Light Travels Faster and Dark Meat August 28, 2007 The hi-dive Better than: A psychedelic tent revival Malas Semillas was the sound of an alternate universe where hipster culture spontaneously generated in the Appalachians, complete with irony and punk rock roots intact, but lacking all other indie touchstones…
Day seven of Michael Tate’s murder trial got off to a slow start on Tuesday because of the stabbing of a CU student by a man who, when previously charged with another stabbing, had been found not guilty by reason of insanity, the same plea Tate is using for his…
The August 28 announcement that the E.W. Scripps Company wants to sell the Albuquerque Tribune set stomachs rumbling at the Scripps-owned Rocky Mountain News for entirely understandable reasons. Like the Rocky, the Tribune has been part of a joint-operating agreement intended to preserve the existence of editorially competing newspapers. Moreover,…
There’s a lot more to Richard Swift than what’s in our August 30 issue. Swift himself said, “I think primarily people think of me as just some dude behind a piano singing, you know, like sad bastard songs.” Sure, his latest Dressed Up For the Underdog might be heavily steeped…
Open since 1974, the Wazee Supper Club predates all the hipness, all the gentrification, all the retro this-and-that of LoDo. Founders Angelo and Jim Karagas actually opened their first spot, My Brother’s Bar, in 1969, nine blocks further down 15th, in a neighborhood known more for the rattle in the…
Open since 1974, the Wazee Supper Club predates all the hipness, all the gentrification, all the retro this-and-that of LoDo. Founders Angelo and Jim Karagas actually opened their first spot, My Brother’s Bar, in 1969, nine blocks further down 15th, in a neighborhood known more for the rattle in the…
