When the members of All relocated to Fort Collins, many observers of the scene didn’t expect them to stay there for long — but seven years later, they’re still in place, and they’ve created quite a scene around their studio, the accurately named Blasting Room. Live Plus One, their latest…
Drag the River’s Chad Price is the lead vocalist of All, and colleague Jon Snodgrass hails from Armchair Martian — so Closed must be high-energy punk, right? Not even close. The album is filled with hard-drinking tales of life and loss accompanied by plenty of cohort Zach Boddicker’s pedal-steel. It’s…
During Five Iron Frenzy’s years of existence, ska has gone in and out of style (and given the success of the No Doubt single “Hey Baby,” it may be on the rise again). But the band has stayed steadily on course, developing a tight, exciting variation on the style. The…
The concert that singer-songwriter Rickie Lee Jones gave at Red Rocks on July 5, 1990, is brand-new all over again, thanks to Live at Red Rocks, Artemis Records’ recent release. Although On Hold at Red Rocks might be a more accurate title, the CD is authentically enjoyable, a quick trip…
Every few months for three years running, writer/editor/publisher Rod Brown has unleashed a new edition of Throat Culture Magazine, boosting its distribution and circulation with each press run. Brown’s passion for “abrasive music” fuels this beast, a dense glossy loaded with articles, reviews and interviews regarding all things headbanging. In…
As long as it pertains to getting ripped to the tits, local filmmaker/writer/boozebag Frank Rich prints all the news that’s fit to drink. Whether it’s the wisdom of forty-ounce philosophers, true stories from the sozzled side or the savvy drunk’s guide to low-cost quaffs, Modern Drunkard — which took a…
Artist/illustrator Lucas Richards’s work may be familiar to buyers of local recordings: He’s done covers for the Volts, the Dinnermints and the Pindowns, among others. But it’s within the pages of Starving Magpie, a quarterly comic-book-style publication, that his vision is most fully realized. Richards and collaborator Soapy Argyle –…
Founded in 1972, Music Disc has exchanged its storefront on Hampden Avenue for a warehouse space at 3895A Newport Street in Denver; 45s are available for browsing by appointment, but the rest of the stock isn’t. Fortunately, though, the entire library is accessible on the Web — and what a…
“Headbanger and Zombie Fag Extraordinaire” Maris the Great is up to his neck disemboweling Denver’s heavy-metal finest — a fiendish plot that the little ghoul expects will launch his own band to the forefront of the underground scene. As a contributing critic to Throat Culture Magazine (and the now-defunct Soundboard),…
When Ralph Stanley invited the sold-out crowd at the Paramount Theatre to hold hands and join him in a call-and-response version of “Amazing Grace,” few in the audience declined the offer. When else does the average country-music lover have a chance to join in a chorus with Emmylou Harris, Allison…
Both the business world and the music industry offered a slack-jawed response to the news that Nobody in Particular Presents, the tiny local promotional firm, had filed an anti-trust lawsuit against promotional behemoth Clear Channel Entertainment in federal district court last August. Full of nasty allegations of illegal power-mongering and…
Barry, Barry, Barry: How can we miss you if you won’t go away? Last summer, in a battle plan that rivaled the Invasion of Normandy for buildup and strategizing — although the plans for D-Day were kept secret — longtime concert promoter Barry Fe re-entered the fray, joining up with…
Cafe Nuba is home to some of Denver’s most creative and outspoken folks. Housed at the Gemini Tea Emporium — possibly the warmest, most comfortable hot spot in Denver — the Cafe is a celebration of independent art, with an open mike for spoken word, modern dance, political prose and…
It may not be as titillating as the recent TV catfight between Tonya “TNT” Harding and Paula “The Arkansas Pounder” Jones, but the Throw Down in D-Town boxing match will come out swinging anyway. “This is going to be one of the best fights Denver has had in a long…
Before he died of congestive heart failure in March 1992, Richard Brooks, director of The Blackboard Jungle and In Cold Blood, used to tell this story. It takes place sometime in the late 1940s, when Brooks was ascending royalty in Hollywood; after all, he’d written John Huston’s Key Largo, starring…
A few years ago, it seemed that the art world was aging — and aging fast. The problem wasn’t just Father Time; it was that few, if any, young people seemed to be interested in art. Even many of those associated with the alternative scene — presumably a bastion of…
Ocean Journey is scheduled to close next week, and I, for one, am sorry to see it happen. It’s not that I’m an aquarium enthusiast, it’s just that the building is so darned good. In fact, it is unquestionably one of the finest things to have been built around here…
There are two observations I can make about the Curious Theatre Company’s dark-themed farce, Fuddy Meers: I laughed out loud several times during the performance, but afterward, I couldn’t figure out the point. Claire (Ethelyn Friend), the play’s preternaturally chipper protagonist, wakes every morning to a world washed clean. She…
A man stands alone on the small square stage of the Boulder Museum of Contemporary Art, a gun to his head — except that the gun is really his own hand. He tells us that he’s the sole survivor of a nuclear holocaust, that we in the audience are ghosts,…
The eternal beauty and constant surprise of baseball are always getting sabotaged by Hollywood’s urge to reduce the grand old game to a set of cliches as tedious as spring-training drills. The ghost of Shoeless Joe Jackson elevated Field of Dreams, the Wild Thing’s errant fastball gave momentary charm to…
With Panic Room, about the night Meg Altman (Jodie Foster) and her teenage daughter Sarah (Kristen Stewart) are home-invaded by a trio of burglars seeking hidden treasure, dyspeptic director David Fincher reveals himself as little more than a derivative visionary. For some, this will be plenty enough: As mainstream, studio-financed…
It’s readily apparent that Danny DeVito’s Death to Smoochy deals with a thoroughly debauched children’s television host (Robin Williams) who plots, amid much dark zaniness, to destroy his squeaky-clean successor (Edward Norton). It’s also quite easy to proclaim it the greatest movie ever made…about a singing vegan in a fuchsia…
