Perhaps more than any other genre of American music, zydeco brings to mind some distinctly down-home associations; the Cajun blend of country, Creole and blues is steeped in family traditions. And when it comes to family traditions, those ties don’t run much deeper than they do in Leroy Thomas. Son…
Whether you’re looking for wholesome family fun or campy holiday weirdness on Thanksgiving, chances are you’ll find something at the 37th annual Mile High United Way Turkey Trot. “Each year we have a handful of really serious runners, but the vast majority of people are families who have done the…
It’s been a long, ongoing, dirty process of restoring the First Avenue Hotel at 101 Broadway — for the last year and a half or so, owner Jesse Morreale (of Rockbar, La Rumba and Mezcal, among others) has been slowly but surely pecking away at restoring the long-vacant landmark, restoring…
The internetz are all about the law of unintended consequences: Once you put it out there, there’s no telling where it’ll go or in what form it will return. Of course, there were no internetz back in the day of Joseph Decreux, but it’s perhaps reasonable to speculate that the…
If you use Wikipedia on any kind of regular basis, you’ve seen the banner: “A personal appeal from Wikipedia founder Jimmy Wales,” accompanied by the ponderous mug of Wales himself, staring contemplatively off into the far distance, getting ready to ask you for money so he can keep that site…
The game of football has a long, storied tradition of homoerotica: the spandex pants, the frequent bending over, the sweaty, man-on-man grappling — it’s a classic case of Sparta syndrome: athletic, highly ritualized body-worship. And though uncomfortable fruit-salad shots and gratuitous ass-slapping are by no means unusual in a televised…
There are many things that are hilarious about cats, but probably chief among them is the juxtaposition between their cuteness and their evilness. Because they are evil. They might appear to like you — sometimes — and they might be nice to you — once in a while — but…
Everyone knows turkey sucks. It’s dry, it’s boring and the only reason people eat it is because it conveniently feeds a lot of people at the same time. That is a stupid reason to eat anything. And it’s especially stupid on a holiday whose entire purpose is to eat as…
Thanksgiving is just around the corner, and with it, the blessed weekday off where not only is your pre-noon drinking non-problematic, it’s downright acceptable. But Thanksgiving on Thursday won’t help you get away with being drunk at work today — and to that end, we’ve got you covered with all…
Alright, so the original title of Sugar Cane Alley is Rue Cases-Nègres, which means it’s French — so the fact that the film swept the César Awards (the French equivalent of the Oscars) when it was released in 1983 might not mean that much, because French people are snooty and…
Ah, the holidays, that special time of year when we turn on a ridiculous amount of very small light bulbs to comfort us, because it gets dark too early, and also because this is America, and by gum, we can. Still, there’s no denying the austere beauty of the snow…
There are certain things Santa Claus does all around the world: hang around at malls, jingle annoying bells for homeless people, slip his jolly ass down chimneys. And that’s all fine and good, but in here in Colorado, let there be no doubt that old Saint Nick does not fuck…
Given that the task of the initial 30 seconds or so of any film trailer is to provide some setup for what’s going on, the first couple of lines of dialog in the trailer for Nothing Personal come off almost like an omen: “I won’t ask you anything, and I…
Frank Ferrante does a Groucho Marx so convincing he doesn’t even rehearse his show anymore; it’s all ad-libbed. And while Ferrante does incorporate some classic lines into An Evening with Groucho, his Groucho Marx tribute show, it’s not so much a rehashing of Marx’s material as an embodiment of it…
Much like God dictated the Bible to its various writers, a dog named Pukka dictated Pukka to its author, Ted Kerasote. Or at least that’s the conceit. The follow-up to Merle’s Door, a book someone named Elizabeth Marshall Thomas called “The best book ever written about dogs” (so the book…
Today is a good day for local films — like, a ridiculously good day. On top of the Adventure Film Festival starting today in Boulder and tonight’s one-time screening of the locally shot Our Good Friend, Jesus Christ, this evening marks the opening of EFPalooza, the Emerging Filmmakers Project’s four-day…
Michael Mulhern would like you to know that he is “not a crack whore.” Apparently, that’s the first thing people assume when you’re the mayor of the 15 Bus via East Colfax. “Yeah, I got a lot of weird comments when I posted that I got that mayorship on Facebook…
Director Chip Mabry’s documentary portrait of Portland’s Rose City Rollers won best in show at both the Crossroads Film Festival and the Indie Spirit Film Festival this year, and the Brutal Beauty film tour has been selling out in theaters across the country. Despite his film’s success, Mabry says tonight’s…
The word “impersonator” does not always have positive connotations, bringing to mind sweaty fat men in pompadours and rhinestone-studded white karate suits, puffing up the stairs and presiding over drunk weddings. Frank Ferrante is not that kind of impersonator. Sure, his act is called An Evening With Groucho and essentially…
John Oliver is not a journalist, but he plays one on TV. Actually, he plays a journalist in real-life situations that are broadcast on TV — which can lead to some pretty bizarre situations. “The first one I did was the Israeli ambassador,” Oliver recalled in an interview now on…
If conservative politics are a circus, then the Palin family is everyone’s favorite sideshow. The teen pregnancy, the strange babydaddy drama, the truncated term as governor — shoot, that was the Palins just getting warmed up, evidently, because just when you thought shit couldn’t get any weirder for the Addams…
For anyone who’s ever seen The Shining, it’s the image you can never erase from your mind: a terrified Shelly Duvall watching the ax splinter the door right before Jack Nicholson at his most crazy-eyed does that famous line: Heeere’s Johnny! Which, of course, makes it a hilarious joke if…
