Nathan and Stephen, Panther, and Architecture in Helsinki Ogden Theatre October 26, 2007 Better than: The effect three serious, sad-bastard groups would have had on my mood. Check our this slide show from the concert. Less than half an hour after the doors opened, and no more than ten minutes…
Busdriver, Daedelus and Antimc October 27, 2007, hi-dive Better than: Watching the Rockies lose game 3. There was a ton of Halloween stuff (and the Series as well) going on around town, so these guys picked a less than ideal night to hit town. But Antimc got the sparse crowd…
This week we argue over who’s the bigger Rockies fan and let our flyover state inferiority complex get the better of us, much to the chagrin of Red Sox fan in the office…
Ah, yes, I remember now: that’s what it feels like to lose. It had been so long since the Rockies had dropped even one game – much less two in a row – I had forgotten the word for that queasy, tingling sensation that surfaces up from the top of…
This week, Joel Warner gives us some insight as to what it’s like to be a part-time stay-at-home dad and a full-time neurotic obessessive with fantasies of prehistoric predators eating his young. Read his feature about the baby products industry here. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday Friday: Today something extraordinary happened:…
A nine-year-old boy named Three (profiled in the May 17 feature Motel Hell) thought that he had forever escaped the transient life of the shady East Colfax motels. He’d lived with his mother and little sister in the Dunes, the Sands, and the Kings motel over a good span of…
Birdy, Tiny Television, Hello Kavita, Three Cheers Faraday October 25, 2007 Larimer Lounge Better than: Watching the Rockies lose Game 2. An all-local bill of relatively mellow bands on a weeknight during the second game of the World Series shouldn’t have had a chance in hell to draw a decent…
This week, Joel Warner gives us some insight as to what it’s like to be a part-time stay-at-home dad and a full-time neurotic obessessive with fantasies of prehistoric predators eating his young. Read his feature about the baby products industry here. Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday: The doctor’s office doesn’t scare…
In 1986, Westword published its third Best of Denver issue, a celebration of the city that saluted everything from the Best Local Comic Made Good (Roseanne Barr, who’d been living in a trailer just a few years earlier and was now starring in her own sitcom) to the Best Bronco…
We are all products of our environment and it is scary to imagine what products stem from the environment of the sleazy East Colfax motels. But, in the face of homelessness, seven young boys and girls are being honored for the hardships they’ve overcome. The end of the East Colfax…
The first game of the 2007 World Series between the Boston Red Sox and YOUR Colorado Rockies started perfectly: With Fox’s Jeanne Zelasko giving Eric Byrnes shit for being a loud-mouthed douchenozzle. Byrnes committed the first broadcasting boner of the evening — and not the last — when he said…
I’m telling you right now, I’m not going to cry at the end of the World Series. No matter how it turns out. Sure, if the Rockies win I’ll be doing my silly celebration dance (which makes Jonathan Papelbon’s Riverdance look sane), and screaming wildly and jumping up and down…
In this space yesterday, I vigorously defended my fellow Red Sox fans’ honor against unfounded snipes by over-eager Rockies fans. The Red Sox are not the evil empire, I argued. Sure, we get a little crazy, a little annoying, but that’s love and it’s beautiful. Don’t hate us because we’re…
There will be no World Series game tonight, but that doesn’t mean you have to forgo an evening of fierce, hard-hitting competition. Lace up your skates and sharpen your elbows, because the Denver Roller Dolls’ all-star team, the Mile High Club, hosts the Cincinnati Rollergirls All-Stars in Denver’s first Women’s…
This week, Joel Warner gives us some insight as to what it’s like to be a part-time stay-at-home dad and a full-time neurotic obessessive with fantasies of prehistoric predators eating his young. Read his feature about the baby products industry here. Monday Tuesday Wednesday: Most of the time, my four-month-old…
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In the media hype that’s become known, and trademarked, as R***tober, it’s standard to pitch the World Series as something much more profound than a simple baseball match. So let’s up the ante: Tonight’s game will not just begin a seven-game contest between America’s two best baseball teams – it…
They’ve paid $140 million and then some for their team. When they travel to other parks since they erased the curse of the Bambino in 2004, bandwagon fans make up anywhere from a third to half of the crowd. Even when their team isn’t playing, you can find Sox fans…
The Born Ruffians and Caribou Larimer Lounge October 23, 2007 Better than: An acid flashback The cold, fall air wafting in through the open doors on either end of the Larimer Lounge had just about numbed my feet and I was beginning to consider either starting a fire in the…
This week, Joel Warner gives us some insight as to what it’s like to be a part-time stay-at-home dad and a full-time neurotic obessessive with fantasies of prehistoric predators eating his young. Read his feature about the baby products industry here. Monday Tuesday: Today I had to bring my four-month-old…
Electric Six, Gore Gore Girls and We Are the Fury October 22, 2007, Larimer Lounge Better than: Trying to remember an album name like I Shall Exterminate Everything Around Me That Restricts Me from Being the Master “Kill Hollywood Rock” was stenciled on the guitar player’s Marshall cabinet, which alone…
Polyphonic Spree and Rooney The Gothic Theatre October 22, 2007 Better than: Being the sound guy for the Polyphonic Spree, that’s got to be a bitch. Having Rooney open for Polyphonic Spree was like watching a drunk fight a rooster, followed by Zeus battling Poseidon on Mt. Olympus. Not only…
