Any guy would probably love sitting between two girls in a bar — until they got into the dreaded cock talk, that is. A few years ago, I was sandwiched between two gals who'd been friends for fifteen years. The evening started off pretty tame, with the usual trivial chitchat, but a few cocktails later, these gals were offering thorough descriptions of various guys' members. It was as if I'd suddenly turned up in the middle of a Sex and the City episode gone to seed. And while I'd heard that women can be just as raunchy as dudes — even more so — to suddenly get all these intimate details about other guys was about as fun as being at the Nuremberg Trials. It wasn't that I was offended or anything, just uncomfortable as hell.
I thought about that night as I was downing a few pints of Murphy's stout at the B.Side Lounge (2017 13th Street in Boulder) and wound up in the middle of some girl talk, this time with two gals I didn't know. One was saying there were no decent guys in Boulder, how she was going through a "dry" period, and that some guy in Cleveland was going to pay her a "service" visit. It seemed appropriate that they were also talking about seeing Girl Talk (aka Gregg Gillis) that night at the Fox Theatre. I knew a little bit about the dude, and how he always invites a ton of girls from the crowd on stage while he works everyone into a frenzy with his laptop magic. So I asked them if they'd seen Girl Talk at the Bluebird about a year ago.
"Yeah," one of the gals said. "We gave him a ride up to Boulder in a limo, and he said it was the first time he'd been in a limo. So I guess we popped his limo cherry."
Then she went back to reading a blurb in Us magazine about PETA-loving Pamela Anderson bitching out Jessica Simpson for wearing a "Real Girls Eat Meat" T-shirt. A few moments later, her eyes still focused on the page, she added, "I also slept with him." It was a deadpan Steven Wright delivery, and I kept waiting for the punchline. But as it turned out, that was the kicker. For the record, I'm fairly certain she was joking.
But girl talk isn't the only entertainment at the B.Side. The new owners are keeping the old Trilogy Lounge spirit alive by bringing in DJs for the hip front room Thursdays through Saturdays, and tapping live bands (Carlos Santana's son Salvador was there recently) to play the back room throughout the week.
Club Scout: Also in Boulder, the Dave Honig Project has a weekly Wednesday-night gig from 6 to 9 p.m. at Seven Eurobar (1035 Pearl Street), where the group, headed up by guitarist Dave Honig, plays jazz, blues and Latin. DJs also spin at the club Thursdays through Sundays.
On Thursday, July 24, DC10 (940 Lincoln Street) is throwing a first-anniversary party for tease-studio.com with live music from Meniskus, burlesque go-go girls and performances by the Kit-Tease contemporary burlesque revue. The fun starts at 9 p.m.; cover is $5. On Friday, July 25, Meadowlark (2701 Larimer Street) hosts a special installment of Peter Black's monthly Analog Space cosmic disco parties in honor of Black's birthday. DJs Derek Russo, A-What and Tyler Snow will be spinning indoors and on the outdoor patio, digging into rare grooves, new-beat, low-end bass and glitch funk. The Peacock Revolution, a Paris-based DJ and visual-artist group, will also be doing a set. Sid Pink hosts the night, and guests are encouraged to wear costumes and bring party foam. And the first fifty people in the door get a free copy of the latest Analog Space mix CD.