My father was a modern-day gold seeker; he pioneered a method by which seekers can find lodes of ore using water instead of soil. I used to tease him incessantly about his obsession with the precious metal (imagine hearing your daughter cackle, several times a day, “There’s gold in them…
“Valentine’s Day is really the pinnacle of loserness for the beautiful loser,” notes Adam Lerner, executive director of the Laboratory of Art and Ideas in Lakewood’s Belmar complex. “Failure really is a critical dimension. It’s critical of norms of American life, which says that there are certain norms of romance,…
Okay, unsentimental slackers, if you didn’t book a romantic table three years ago, you’re probably out of luck tonight, but here’s one you can at least attempt: Culinary cousins Mezcal, 3230 East Colfax Avenue (303-322-5219), and Tambien, 250 Steele Street (303-333-1763), are throwing Kill Cupid parties to celebrate the day…
Fiber artist, single mother and business owner Deborah Kruger is all those things and more: She’s also Jewish, a feminist and profoundly inspired by the indigenous artists of West Africa and the Amazon, and thus the product of a unique triumvirate that figures in equal proportions throughout her work, in…
Between Mexico City and Denver’s El Centro Su Teatro, 4725 High Street, a funny thing happened to the dark comedy Las Chicas del 3.5″ Floppies. “I noticed the script was translated by a Brit,” says John Kuebler, media-development associate at El Centro. “The regionalism was most apparent in the translation…
What’s the common thread among cello-slinging singer-songwriter Ian Cooke, goofball Casio-pop wunderkind Magic Cyclops, burlesque dancers and a whole slew of painters, photographers and other visual artists? According to dRE Williams, the common creative spirit of all artists, aided by a loose, shared theme of “birds,” will be enough to…
Tonight the African Community Center of Denver kicks off its fifth annual African Extravaganza at the University of Denver with a two-part program dedicated to refugee awareness. The first half includes the exhibit Faces of Refugees, which showcases photographer Barbara Vogel’s images from Sudan, and a meet-and-greet with Vogel. Then,…
Waiting for a plane in Seattle, sounding hurried and harried as a final boarding call echoes in the near distance, Josh Blue has this to say about his upcoming Denver show: “Don’t hit babies.” Blue, who has long vacillated on the great do/don’t hit babies debate that divides the nation,…
The University of Denver’s Center for Judaic Studies continues its year-long series, Shema: What Jewish Culture Sounds Like, this week with a full platter of events, concerts and lectures featuring the Iranian Jewish cantor and ethnomusicologist Galeet Dardashti. A musician and expert on Sephardi and Middle-Eastern Jewish music — a…
Years ago, I walked into the McSweeney’s store in Brooklyn and fell instantly in love with the irreverent way the independent publisher’s quarterly journal and books were juxtaposed with nonsensical ephemera. It was a crazy, wonderful thing to stumble upon in the heart of that borough. Dave Eggers founded Might…
The Boulder International Film Festival is in full swing, and if you haven’t caught any of the innovative, controversial and just plain good movies being offered, now’s your chance to head up to Boulder for a full day of film-loving. The Opening Night Gala and Film, which took place on…
Fleet-footed corpses are, from a physiological point of view, complete bullshit. “If you run that fast, your ankles will snap off,” says Jason Creed (Josh Close) to fellow film student Ridley (Philip Riccio), the gauze-wrapped lead of his no-budget Mummy opus The Death of Death. Pausing to regroup, cast and…
I’ve always wanted a team of sled dogs. Just picture it: On those snowy mornings when the highways are jam-packed with skidding motorists attempting to navigate their way to work in a blizzard, my dogs and I would sail swiftly and majestically past the congestion, with me shouting “Mush!” over…
“Maybe I could be the first rapper-slash-doctor!” As he applies to medical schools for next year, Nathaniel Motte — beatmaker and one half of Boulder crunk-rock duo 3OH!3 — is getting psyched about the cred this will win him in the hip-hop game. “Let’s put this down in ink,” he…
With both Carmelo Anthony and Allen Iverson starting in this weekend’s All-Star game in New Orleans, it’s easy to forget how far the Nuggets franchise has come in five short years. The season before Melo’s arrival, Denver owned the worst record in the league, netting just seventeen wins and writing…
Clubbers, beware! Something wicked this way comes — an alien hybrid built out of the DNA of hip-hop, electro, jungle and glitch, fused together via DSP wizardry and masterful laptop skills. With bowel-rupturing sub-bass, teeth-rattling beats and mind-bending cuts, edits and processing, it’s the aural equivalent of an industrial-strength cleanser:…
Every day Westword receptionist Steve Burge gives you the fashionable view from the front desk. This is why I’m glad I don’t work in a “normal” office environment. This guy’s look is dull, dull, dull in his uber-beige office attire. Now, I do give him props for his four button…
I grew up in New Mexico and attended UNM as an undergrad, so I’ve had a long-standing awareness of the artist Luis Jimenez. In college, I would pass by Jimenez’s “Fiesta Dancers” sculpture daily and the piece always looked like a man and a drag queen dancing to me. I…
Every day Westword receptionist Steve Burge gives you the fashionable view from the front desk. Here’s an early Valentine to the ladies (and one out of every ten gentlemen) out there. When Taylor, our Classified Cupid, aims his arrow (and those baby blues) at you, you’re a goner… but what…
Every day Westword receptionist Steve Burge gives you the fashionable view from the front desk. This Retail Romeo shows off the two accessories no man should be without: a classic, striped necktie and a cocky, little smirk. Lorenz keeps it simple in a baby blue silk shirt and matching tie…
Every day Westword receptionist Steve Burge gives you the fashionable view from the front desk. Notice the lonely chair, the forsaken computer, the inactive telephone. These are all accessories to the latest trend seen sweeping the Westword halls… a look we’re calling “Cubicle Contagion.” Everyone is showing it off. No…
At the crosswalk the other day, I noticed something peeking out from the usual pasting of fliers on the light pole in front of me. It looked like an address label. In a nondescript font was printed: “OUT OF IRAQ” — a plea unlikely to persuade any policymakers who happened…
