Rita Bertolli: The Gadfly Who Would Be Mayor

Rita Bertolli has tangled with the Lakewood City Council and Mayor Steve Burkholder so many times that she’s decided that it’s better to beat ’em than join ’em. But can a twentysomething activist who rages against “corporate welfare” actually change the course of politics as usual in one of the…

Sticking it to the Man

Scottie Ewing is wondering why the city is taking so long to give final approval to a liquor license application he submitted for his new club, Sugar House, at 1395 West Alameda Avenue. Well, perhaps a list will help the former pro skier turned party promoter make sense of it…

Pimp Stoppers

“You’re dead wrong if ya think that pimpin’ gon’ die.” At least that’s what Snoop Dogg maintained in his 2003 “P.I.M.P.” duet with 50 Cent. But that won’t stop some from trying. This fall, Colorado Coalition Against Sexual Assault will unveil its ad campaign targeting pimp culture and the gold…

The Centro of Colorado Cuisine

Like beer, like ice cream, like truffles, the pig is proof on the hoof — evidence that the food gods love us and want us to be happy. And the masa cake on the menu at Centro is proof (to me, anyway) that not only is Dave Query in league…

The Centro of Colorado Cuisine

Like beer, like ice cream, like truffles, the pig is proof on the hoof — evidence that the food gods love us and want us to be happy. And the masa cake on the menu at Centro is proof (to me, anyway) that not only is Dave Query in league…

Michael Vick Chew Toy, August 7

Thousands of man hours a week go into adding to academic databases that make reports on the latest and greatest human achievements available to the public, and this is what America is searching today: Hillary Nutcracker The production of this toy will likely have the same kind of divisive reaction…

Delegating Denver #3 of 56: American Somoa

Click here for larger image. Total Number of Delegates: 9 Pledged: 3 Unpledged: 6 How to Recognize an American Samoan Delegate: As Pacific Islanders, American Samoans look like Hawaiians, only a lot more “gangsta.” Their traditional nave-to-knee body tattoo (pe’a) is inked with a pig’s tooth attached to a drumstick…

Michael Vick Chew Toy, August 6

The font of human intelligence overflows on Al Gore’s wet dream, and this is the stuff people are using Google to search today: Cirque Lodge Lindsay Lohan is headed to this posh Utah detox center to clean herself out for the next paycheck-induced binge. Last month, Slate.com answered the question…

Money Talks When Nobody Walks

Lagging foot traffic at the new Twenty Ninth Street retail development in Boulder has prompted harsh words from tenants and a lawsuit from the owners of Laudisio. The Italian restaurant that moved to the outdoor strip after mall management promised millions of patrons annually. The development’s planners over at Macerich,…

Dog Days

On Saturday, the Denver Post reported Duane “Dog” Chapman, bounty hunter and quipmaster extrordinaire, said from his Hawaiian home that growing up in Denver meant something really special to him. In addition to telling Post columnist Bill Husted that he used to orchestrate drug deals in order to steal money…

Parade of Hams

Boy howdy, you can learn a lot about rich people by touring this year’s Parade of Homes, located on the cusp of Aurora and Kansas. At least, you can learn a lot about what the Home Builders Association of Metro Denver and its architects, designers, spa dealers, kitchen-and-bath hustlers, furniture…

Last Night: David Waxman @ Vinyl

David Waxman August 4, 2007 Club Vinyl Better than:, Sweating that much for no good reason. Slide show On a hot Saturday night made humid by drizzling rain and the sweat of hundreds of clubbers, David Waxman brought New York City to Denver at Club Vinyl. For roughly two hours…

Beyond Playlist: Bob Marley and More

Bob Marley and the Wailers Roots, Rock, Remixed (Quango) Since most remix/tribute discs bite, the listenability of Roots, Rock, Remixed comes as a pleasant surprise. With a couple of exceptions, the album’s programmers wisely steer clear of the most overplayed Marley material in favor of less known compositions epitomized by…

Beyond Playlist: Kelly Clarkson and More

Kelly Clarkson My December (RCA) How did I know that Ms. Clarkson’s latest would be a commercial disappointment? Because I kinda like it. Don’t get me wrong: The disc doesn’t exactly qualify as an artistic triumph – not given the surplus of mock-profound couplets exemplified by “I’m strong/But I break”…

Patio Party

The nice suburban home covered in garish tchotchkes. Every town has one. In my home base of Ogden, Utah, we had the troll house, an old Victorian plastered by tiny naked dolls with neon hair. In Colorado Springs, where I recently moved from, we had the Theatre of Mankind. The…

Last Night: Daft Punk @ Red Rocks

Daft Punk July 31, 2007 at Red Rocks Amphitheater Better than: A four-story-tall Light Bright The French electro/house duo Daft Punk descended on Red Rocks last night, dressed in their now-iconic robotic garb and encased in a radiant pyramid of light. The pyramid exploded with vivid imagery fueled by the…

If You Cut Me, Do I Not Bleed Orange and Blue

Slide show Used to be a time that Broncos Training Camp. meant one thing and one thing only: Greeley, Colorado. You see, these Broncos now-a-days, they’re soft, I tells ya. They cozily meander from their McMansions in Cherry Hills or whatever neighboring suburb in which they’ve set up shop and…

Cowtown Wowtown

Get ready for your close-up, Denver! A few weeks ago, a Tonight show crew came through town, gathering footage for a segment that will air tonight, a preview of what delegates can expect when they come to town a year from now for the Democratic National Convention. The piece features…

Last Night: Blitzen Trapper, Smoosh and Aqueduct @ The Hi-Dive

Blitzen Trapper, Smoosh and Aqueduct July 31, 2007 The Hi-Dive Better than: You’d think three bands with such silly names would be. Blitzen Trapper started the night off with a set of deliriously giddy, loose-limbed indie pop built on a foundation of rattling drums, overdriven guitar, fuzzy synths and sunshine…

The Death of a Forgotten Candidate

When I first interviewed John Heckman back in 1984, he struck me as a bit elderly, at age 76, to be running for Congress in a race he didn’t have a lotto player’s chance of winning. Twenty-three years later, he was still running — for mayor, senator, governor, you name…