The morning following my first adventure at the Lakeview Lounge, in mid-December 2008, I awoke feeling gnarly all over and wrote the following love letter: Dear Lakeview Lounge: I like that time forgot you — that you have a functional Budweiser Clydesdales carriage globe-light; that your beer swag is, like,…
Churches: Love ’em or leave ’em, they’ve got all the damn organs in this town, so if you want to see and hear a towering set of time-honored pipes reverberate with melody, you’ve gotta get inside. But if church just ain’t your thing, don’t worry: Shawn Snow, tour director for…
I’m sure the six-week-old Rockaway Tavern — part 15th Street Tavern museum, part club of its own — is a great place to see live rock and roll. When I visit twice over the span of four days, however, I don’t experience any. Which is fine, because thanks to the…
If you watched the 2010 Olympic Winter Games, there’s a good chance you saw some curling. You probably thought, “Shuffleboard on ice? An Olympic sport?” But did you know that in Canada, curling is as big as hockey, or that the number of Canadian curlers is equal to the population…
According to the second of the ten commandments of the Tour de Fat — honor all other bikes — the eleventh annual cross-country party isn’t just a fun-lovin’ festival featuring beer, bands and costumed bicycle aficionados; it’s “the one bike festival that cherishes bicycle diversity on our Cruise-ade through town,”…
One whiff of today’s Tour de Coops event — a self-guided tour of chicken coops, goats, bees and culinary gardens in Boulder back yards — might make you cry, “Farm animals? Not in my back yard!” Which is cool; no one’s saying you have to harvest your own food and…
Today’s Tour de Coops — unlike, say, the Tour de Franzia or the Tour de Flex — is exactly what it sounds like: a tour of chicken coops. Okay, not exactly. It’s also a tour of bees, goats and culinary gardens in Boulder. But hens (and their houses, of course)…
The DJ looks lonely. Partly this is because it’s a balmy night and the front patio is packed; partly it’s because everyone else is bellied up to the bar or parked at one of the high-tops in the main room. Or maybe it’s because, according to the sign, “The maximum…
“It just depends on what they smell like, to be quite honest with you.” That’s Justin Lloyd, one of three new owners of Star Bar, 2137 Larimer Street, the subject of this week’s Drunk of the Week. “They” are the less-than-desirables who used to frequent the original Star Bar (and…
Starting today, Antique Row — Denver’s musty-chic stretch of commerce along South Broadway — is celebrating the end of road construction with its Better Broadway Bash, a weekend of free appraisals, sidewalk sales and random entertainment (stilt walkers? Yes, please.). Today and tomorrow, you can pick up free raffle tickets…
The RIP-COREFX — an asymmetrically loaded resistance-training tool being marketed to the masses at tomorrow’s Rip in the Park Event at 9 a.m. in Washington Park — is, according to chief operating officer Jeff Huling, developing into, “a cultural phenomenon, like a cult almost.” Scary. Just in time for that…
“If you’re anything like me,” admits Jeff Huling, chief operating officer of RIP-COREFX, “the first time I saw this device I was like, ‘Oh, man, come on. Another gizmo? Another commercial?’ If you feel that way, welcome to the club. Everyone feels that way at first.” Slick salesmen that he…
The city’s goals for the Better Broadway construction project were threefold: to create jobs, to make South Broadway safer, and to make it more beautiful. But as an unintended (though quite predictable) consequence of the months-long initiative, Broadway was a muddled mess. And nobody suffered more than the shops and…
“I just need something strong in my veins,” she says, tapping the underside of her forearm with two fingers. “What’s homemade? What can I get a taste of?” She’s dressed in jean shorts and a simple black blouse, with a black leather purse slung over her right shoulder; her brown…
TINGK! The traditional metal bar bell’s sound is unmistakable. Even in a crowded spot with punk-rock jukebox blaring, the clang of the clapper, long rope tied beneath it, crashing a solo shot somewhere between the bell’s mouth and the sound ring — everyone hears it. But that’s the point. Most…
There’s good news and bad news about Swallows Video Lounge & Bar, the pre-party/happy-hour gay bar now occupying the former Tosh’s Hacienda/Kiva space at 3090 Downing Street. The good news is that – six months after launching and three months after I expressed “high hopes” for its success in a…
To supplement this diet, KGNU offers a three-day Youth Radio Workshop each summer. Now in its tenth year, the workshop — open to youth ages twelve to nineteen — offers classes in broadcast skills, field-recording basics, sound-editing software, disc jockeying, creating news features/dramas and more. “We want youth voices on…
“The environment we create is crazy,” explains Mikayla Houser, creator of the philanthropic organization Big Ball Pub Crawls. “It always starts out pretty mellow and ends up an absolutely ridiculous, fun time.” Sounds about right. Her first crawl, an ’80s ski-party theme that descended upon Golden in February, attracted some…
Tequila makes my clothes come off.” “Drink more whiskey, fix my swamp cooler.” “Los Angeles, we can smell you.” These and a hundred other six-word memoirs, all scribbled on neon-colored note cards by patrons of the White Owl, fill a small box resting on the southern edge of the bar…
When I requested two free street trees from the Park People’s Denver Digs Trees program and then purchased two more for my yard this spring, I thought I was part of the solution — providing shade, eliminating CO2, increasing my property value, not to mention contributing to Greenprint Denver’s Mile…
As home to Denver’s oldest structure, the Four Mile House, Four Mile Historic Park knows how to kick it old-school style. Really old school. Throughout the year, the Four Mile House Museum hosts pioneer story-time sessions, living history days, Victorian tea parties and ribbon embroidery classes, among many other events…
Sometime around my junior or senior year of college — the details are hazy, as they should be — I began blacking out on Wednesdays. Every Wednesday, for years. That’s because a few friends got bartending and kitchen jobs at a massive bar/club in downtown Iowa City, which meant the…
