Corey Feldman and the Angels. Buffalo Rose. 06.23.17 The Goonies and Stand by Me are two of my favorite films from childhood. The Lost Boys is right up there as well. Corey Feldman was the coolest kid I never knew in those formative years. But then Gleaming the Cube happened. Sure, it was an awful movie, but you couldn’t convince… Read more →
Mike Cooley. Larimer Lounge. 12.02.16 / 12.03.16 Last time Mike Cooley passed through town without the other Truckers, he was welcomed by a blizzard. After a long day of travel from Seattle, “delirious and drunk were staring each other down and neither could see shit,” but that didn’t stop him from performing almost every song he had released up until… Read more →
Steven Wilson. Gothic Theatre. 11.12.16 Images of pigeons, pecking their lives away atop buildings, were transitioned into various street scenes around London, as Adam Holzman set the stage at the Gothic Theatre with “First Regret”. The rest of the band appeared one by one, while the ominous keyboard sounds silenced the sold-out crowd. We had all become voyeurs peeking into… Read more →
Miguel. Boulder Theater. 10.11.16 As the lights slowly dimmed around the venue, the Boulder Theater became Miguel’s bedroom. A panel of screens reflected all the stars in the cosmos, while a voice called for sacrifice to the void, because in the end, “we’re all gonna die young.” Laughing in the face of mortality, as only the young can do, the mostly… Read more →
Sammy Hagar & The Circle. Red Rocks. 09.05.16 Months of anticipation led up to the first concert I chose to attend. A few other shows had come before, but as much as I enjoyed seeing Stevie Nicks at Cal Expo and Crystal Gayle at a dinner show in Lake Tahoe, I wasn’t there by choice. I didn’t wait in line… Read more →
Heart. Joan Jett. Cheap Trick. Red Rocks. 08.30.16 Filthy water rushed down the stairs as the masses fought their way to shelter. The bruised sky was crying something fierce as it bled icy pellets of hail onto the crowd. Lightning was striking a little too close for comfort, as deafening thunder filled in for the postponed music. The experienced Red… Read more →
Ryan Adams. Red Rocks. 08.17.16 “This actually fucking happened! Mike, look at that! There are a bunch of people right there, look! They are right there!!!” Ryan Adams was speaking to Mike Viola, the guitarist for his latest band, The Shining. The thing which had just happened (and was still happening) was the last performance of their short summer tour.… Read more →
The National. Red Rocks. 07.31.16 As we get older, it gets harder and harder to get the band back together. Not a literal band, of course. We were never a band. But there was a time when we partied like rock stars. Going out on a Tuesday night was the norm; weekends were for amateurs. Then the years came and… Read more →
Modest Mouse / Brand New. Red Rocks. 06.29.16 I have to admit I went into last night’s dual-headlining show with a healthy amount of skepticism. There was a time when Modest Mouse was my absolute favorite rock band, but that time had long since passed. The group from the Pacific Northwest was one of the first truly ‘indie’ bands to… Read more →
Bob Dylan / Mavis Staples. Red Rocks. 06.19.16 “You think I’m over the hill You think I’m past my prime Let me see what you got We can have a whoppin’ good time” Robert Allen Zimmerman was born on May 24th, 1941 in Duluth, Minnesota, which just happened to be a month before the Red Rocks Amphitheatre was opened to… Read more →
Bruce Springsteen. Pepsi Center. 03.31.16 The River opens with “The Ties That Bind”, a song that uses a long dark highway to measure the distance between two hearts. The River ends with “Wreck on the Highway”, a song that uses a fatal car crash as a metaphor for one’s own mortality. The story comes to a close with the protagonist… Read more →
