The lineup was always heavy on jam bands and, eventually, Adam, Jeremy and Matt realized one of their fundamental problems: the fans of that trippy, spacy, Grateful Dead style music were all showing up stoned and stoned hippies don't drink. Or at least not enough. What stoned hippies do have is the munchies. And what do stoned hippies with the munchies like to eat? Twinkies, of course. But also pizza. Lots and lots of pizza. So Matthew did what any sober, business-minded young entrepreneur would do when faced with such a situation. He went on vacation.
And thus began the saga of the D Note -- the watering hole/pizza joint/neighborhood hangout in Arvada that I review this week. Against all odds, the D Note charmed me by having some of the best damn pizza I've had in a year. So blow the dust off your copy of From the Mars Hotel, fire one up and return here later today to read all about it. -- Jason Sheehan
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