Occasionally, connoisseurs of hallucinogens become convinced that they are somehow capable of actual flight. So it’s hardly surprising that Mark Farina, a man famous for his mushroom-influenced mixes, considers himself captain of his very own airline. “The communications on this record were recorded in over fifteen hours of flight time,”…
Starsailor’s 2001 debut, Love Is Here — a million-selling Brit-rock triumph described by critics and fans alike as a tender, majestic union of Van Morrison, Jeff Buckley and the Verve — was pretty much a hunk of crap. Leader James Walsh’s drab songwriting and overwrought vocals were about as stirring…
If garage rock is music that supposedly sounds like it was made in a garage, “fallout-shelter rock” might be an appropriate term to describe The Dirtbombs, who will be tearing up the Bluebird on Saturday, February 7, with the Tarmints. Led by Mick Collins, formerly of the Gories — who…
After enduring every embarrassment from the electric slide and Dollywood to Toby Keith’s persistent Arab-baiting nonsense, country music feels likes it’s in a dang ol’ coma. But before the plug is pulled on the patient and farewells are said, it only seems appropriate to celebrate the art form’s golden age…
A loose cannon known to brawl with bouncers, bandmates and even the occasional audience member, Anton Alfred Newcombe has been 86’d from his share of music venues over the years. He’s blown off sound checks to get drunk and stormed off stages after playing only two songs. He’s provoked hostile…
Perry Farrell is either the youngest 44-year-old in the pop-music game or (with apologies to Captain Beefheart) an old fart at play. On occasion, Farrell is prone to nostalgia. How else to explain his decision last year to simultaneously revive Jane’s Addiction — the group he’d officially disbanded over a…
The Recording Industry Association of America fired off another round of lawsuits last week. Utterly shocking, I know. But this time, rather than bullying a bunch of blue-hairs and soccer moms, the RIAA has made it personal — or impersonal, as the case may be. The association expanded its dragnet…
After getting a Grammy nod for its 1997 full-length debut, Fantastic Spikes Through Balloon, and rousing audiences while opening tours for everyone from the Melvins and Helmet to Morphine and Primus, Skeleton Key got lost in the shuffle by its label, Capitol, and seemed to disappear. Thankfully, the band resurfaced…
As hardcore gradually and inexorably seeps upward into rock’s mainstream, a lot of shit ends up getting filtered out. Leave acts like Thrice and Glassjaw to the sassy and fashion-whipped; we’ll keep Yuriko. This Denver quintet is as staunchly committed to maintaining its independence as it is to yanking punk…
I’ve had men that weren’t this good,” declares Erica Brown, rubbing her hands together and raising an eyebrow. She’s two forkfuls into a heaping slab of cherry cheesecake. Adorned in reading glasses and a simple T-shirt and jeans, the singer, who is so elegant on stage, looks more like a…
Special thanks to the forgotten towns and rolling hills along 101.” So states the thank-you list printed inside Whenever You’re Ready, the latest release by the longstanding California band Swell. Made up primarily of singer/guitarist David Freel and drummer Sean Kirkpatrick, the group formed in 1989; soon after, Swell was…
“How can we miss you if you won’t go away?” That question applies to a lot of people, specifically Kiss, Cher, Michael Jordan and, most recently, the Lord High Commander of the Freak Brigade, Maris the Great. Evidently, he’s back — although I didn’t know he was gone. Just a…
The Hackensaw Boys, a primitive-sounding string band with modern-day flair, are a plucky eight-man acoustic unit of colorfully named mountain-bred Virginians, including Jigsaw, Skeeter, Spacey, Tater and Pee Paw. Playing everything from fiddles, dobros and spoons to a curious percussion device called the charismo (hand-built by Salvage Hackensaw himself), the…
The anxieties and neuroses of modern living have been documented for decades by legions of psychologists and prophets, scientists and seers. Add to that list Denver’s own Navy Girls, who will play a free show on Saturday, January 22, at the Larimer Lounge with Denunzio and Pinkuu. But while most…
You may already know Orlando Terrell. Tall and bald-headed, he used to walk all over downtown Denver towing three or four of his kids in a single-file line like ducklings while balancing a huge electronic keyboard on his shoulder. Occasionally you’d see him at Wax Trax Records, parleying playfully with…
If multi-instrumentalist Matt Friedberger’s relationship with his sister, Eleanor, wasn’t strong, there’s no way the two would have teamed up to form the engagingly quixotic partnership dubbed the Fiery Furnaces. Yet they’ve had their ugly moments, the worst of them coming as a result of cohabitation. “We would play when…
It takes but a single spark to burn down an entire forest — just ask Terry Barton. Here we are, barely two weeks into the new year, and I’ll be damned if a few Cowtown musicians haven’t tossed some Queen City-sized Molotov cocktails onto the drought-stricken tinder sticks that make…
Had George Orwell lived long enough to see 1984, he might have thought bands like Spandau Ballet were a more terrifying prospect than Big Brother. Then again, Orwell hailed from the same merry olde land that introduced the world to T. Rex, Gary Glitter, Slade and Bowie’s shrill alter ego,…
Can’t make up your mind between a rock show or a dance party? You’re not alone: Neither can The Royal We. This local threesome has been spinning melodies and bustin’ moves over the past year, torching Denver with its jittery, sassy brand of string-strangling pop. Singer/guitarist Eli Mishkin seems to…
I’m a bastard. That’s the whole thing.” It’s early on a frosty evening at Gabor’s, the infamous Capitol Hill dive bar where the jukebox leans toward Zeppelin and X and autographed snapshots of Hollywood has-beens like Louie Anderson adorn the walls. Charles Edward, leader of Seraphim Shock, sits at a…
I don’t know where the Slayer comparisons first started,” says Eric Madris, quick-fingered banjo picker for bluegrass quartet Split Lip Rayfield. “Obviously, other than just the speed, there isn’t much of a sonic comparison. The tempos are there, but it’s not like we’re trying to get bucked off a goat…
Lilium may be two-thirds of the venerable Denver-based alt-country collective 16 Horsepower, but Short Stories, the band’s second release, is a beautifully moody and atmospheric record that suggests this is far more than a side project. Multi-instrumentalists Pascal Humbert and Jean-Yves Tola make up the core of Lilium. Together they…
