If your punk-rock gauge reads “empty,” fill up your tank with Regular at the 15th Street Tavern, Friday, February 23. Dishing out inferno-style punk driven by thermonuclear riffs and wanton energy, Regular is a family affair: Singer/guitarist Miguel Lopez jammed with his brother — Regular drummer Manuel — for nearly…
In jazz, your sound is everything. It’s your identity, your symbol of maturity. It defines your artistry. There’s no quicker put-down than “he hasn’t found his own sound yet”: It means you’re not really worthy of being talked about at all. Now consider Argentine tenor saxophonist Gato Barbieri. He has…
In the world of Western pop music, there’s a reason the drummer sits in the back: We are married to melody. The casual pop-music consumer could probably easily rattle off names of musicians responsible for his or her favorite melodic hooks, but that same individual would probably draw a blank…
When Rachel Simring was looking to replace her ex-boyfriend guitarist back in Georgia, in 1993, she almost passed on Andy Ard. Two other musicians had already offered to play with her, so when the perennially shy Ard approached her with a hesitant “I don’t know if you remember me,” she…
A drive through downtown provides many clues to Denver’s cultural ranking. Does the city have an adequate number of scary-looking dive bars? Good bookstores, galleries and coffee shops? Plentiful parking? Is there a building with large, sculpted insects climbing all over it? The answer to that final question is yes,…
The Youngblood Brass Band, Saturday, February 17, at the Boulder Theater, will add a blast of fresh heat to the early Mardi Gras celebration being presented by the Colorado Friends of Cajun-Zydeco Music and Dance. The band — eight white guys from the seemingly gumbo-impaired environs of Wisconsin — blend…
Ever wonder about the music that’s used to weave together segments on programs like National Public Radio’s Morning Edition? Local acoustic guitarist and songwriter Lynn Patrick, Friday, February 16, at the Chautauqua Community House, Boulder, has supplied some of these sonic beds of late: Selections from her self-produced instrumental recording,…
Sometimes, a couple of good lines from a pop song can explain in a few words what otherwise might take an hour: “Consider for a minute who you are/Then decide it’s time to re-invent yourself/Like Liz before Betty, she after Sean/Suddenly you’re missing, then you’re reborn.” Neil Tennant’s pithy lyric…
The BellRays are pissed off. Independent thought is an endangered endeavor. That pisses them off. Modern politics are more akin to marketing Brand X over Brand Y than they are about solving problems. That also pisses them off. The music media insists on slapping labels on them. That pisses them…
After a decade of working to make a name for herself in the heart of the Denver music scene, local folk-country artist Celeste Krenz is heading for the bright lights of Nashville. But unlike all of those starry-eyed girls with guitars boarding Tennessee-bound Greyhound coaches, Krenz has no misbegotten hopes…
That Jennifer Lopez. I mean, whew. Look at her. She’s got hair like a wheat field in the wind and brown eyes richer than all the Rockefellers put together, and full, luscious lips just made to shout, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” And in the photo on the back of the package,…
This disc finds the former voice of Judas Priest straddling the classic metal stylings for which he’s revered in many quarters and more contemporary touches; Halford succumbs to a style that’s made multimillionaires of malcontents who were still sucking strained bananas when Rob and the lads were living after midnight…
The modern jazz giant Charles Mingus earned scant mention in Ken Burns’s lengthy but misshapen PBS documentary about the music, so newcomers in thrall to Burns’s view may not grasp Mingus’s enormous reach and influence. For thirty years he was a powerful bassist, a daring, big-scale composer and a philosopher…
When the Grammy Awards air later this month, Mr. Marshall Mathers will probably be asked to please stand up at least once; Eminem’s quadruplicate nominations seem to guarantee a win or four on February 21. But since The Marshall Mathers LP is just the kind of specimen Tipper Gore types…
Sage Francis, with Atmosphere, Child and 5th Column, Thursday, February 8, at the Boulder Theater, may not look like a poet in the Wordsworth tradition. Still, his work — a combination of battle rap and a poetry slam — has earned him a rightful place in the artful hip-hop underground…
In 1993, Dave Willey’s seven-month-old orange tabby killed a squirrel — a big, black one with pointy ears. The incident provided inspiration for “The Cat Song” and further motivated Willey to flesh out ideas he had gathered while busking across the Eastern Bloc. Almost a decade later, the Boulder-based multi-instrumentalist…
When Denver bluesman Otis Taylor first played the songs he wanted to include on his latest CD for Kenny Passarelli, his producer and bandmate, Passarelli was caught off guard by the dourness of the material. “He said, ‘This is so dark,'” Taylor remembers. But for Taylor, softening the tone wasn’t…
It’s Monday night — prime time — and Faith Hill, Tim McGraw and other stars glide across a Los Angeles stage, picking up trophies during the American Music Awards broadcast. Out in the audience, small clusters of songwriters become ecstatic with each announcement. In addition to feeling the rush of…
Original-recipe Rage was one of the greatest live acts of the past decade, and its handful of recordings over that period had plenty of juice in them, too — but there was always the sense that these guys needed to seriously loosen up. They’ve been called “the American Clash” so…
British birdwatcher Alison Goldfrapp digs spaghetti-Western soundtracks and can sing and whistle to beat the band. After providing vocals for both Tricky (Maxinquaye) and Orbital (Snivilisation), she expands Bristol’s artsy acid-jazz scene with a remarkable debut — one that waxes pure nostalgia for sultry torch songs (think Eartha Kitt, Sarah…
In its twenty-plus years of history, punk rock sure has undergone some drastic changes. Today, holding up Johnny Rotten’s lethal screams of “No Future!” against Blink 182’s poo-poo pee-pee jokes gives a muddled picture of the genre’s direction. If there’s a band that could be punk rock’s Rosetta Stone, it’d…
If you listen to commercial radio in Denver, you might be inclined to think that there were only about seventeen new albums released in the year 2000. (How else could the curious state of local playlists be explained?) But actually, the approximate number of CDs released in the United States…
