It’s hard to find anything good to say about the members of Mötley Crüe. With the exception of Mick Mars, I don’t respect anything about them as human beings. They are the epitome of excess. They were disrespectful little boys who grew up to be disrespectful old men. Peter Pan Syndrome, mixed with massive amounts of drugs and
Mötley Crüe. Pepsi Center. 08.02.14 Read More »
On March 8th, 1994, two bands released their defining albums. Trent Reznor brought his industrial project to the mainstream (and dancefloors) with a song about fornicating like an animal, while Chris Cornell solidified himself as the voice of the heavier side of alternative rock. Nine Inch Nails and Soundgarden both had a following before these albums were released, and
NIN / Soundgarden. Red Rocks. 07.21.14 / 07.22.14 Read More »
“Where am I? How long shall I suffer here?“ Two years ago I was preparing for a road trip that would take me out of Colorado, through Utah and Idaho, and into the Pacific Northwest, only to return through the birthplace of the spirit of Agalloch. It was the year I had written my in
Agalloch. Gothic Theatre. 07.09.14 Read More »
When the end of the world is upon us, in those last days when only a few survivors hold on to humanity’s last hopes and dreams, I see Nick Cave walking through the streets of a decimated city in a dusty black suit and crisp white shirt. He’s swinging a timepiece on a gold chain,
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds. Buell Theatre. 06.24.14 * Read More »
There are many forms of filth (and varying levels of honesty) in the aboveground rap scene these days, but more often than not, it’s hard to take rappers seriously. There are too many cartoonish actors in the game. A misogynist with gold teeth and an AK-47 doesn’t shock anyone anymore. And the old school players, the real gangsters and
ScHoolboy Q (pre/post-shooting). Red Rocks. 06.19.14 Read More »
“Don’t know why they even bother putting this highway on the mapAnybody that’s ever been on it knows exactly where they’re at‘Cause hell’s on both ends of itAnd nowhere’s in between.This highway’s mean” The length of U.S. Route 72 that runs west from I-65, across the Wheeler Reservoir and Shoal Creek into Florence, isn’t anything to write home
Hood, Isbell, Cooley. One Night Only for Terry Pace. Shoals Theatre. 06.15.14 Read More »
When it was announced that Lionel Richie would be performing at Red Rocks, almost 6 months ago, I felt an excitement that couldn’t be explained. Sure, I am somewhat of a Red Rocks junkie, and it was the first big show of the season to be announced, but that didn’t explain my level of enthusiasm
Lionel Richie. Red Rocks. 06.11.14 Read More »
Performing songs from an album called Boys and Girls in America at a benefit sponsored by a non-profit called Concerts For Kids might seem like a no-brainer…unless of course, you know the album. When Craig Finn informed the crowd “it started recreational, it ended kinda medical”, he wasn’t talking about youth sports. “Massive Nights” wasn’t
The Hold Steady. Denver Day of Rock. 05.24.14 Read More »
Say what you will about Mark Oliver Everett, the guy is consistent. No matter how bright the sun might shine, Everett will escape to the darkest shadow of doubt – never believing that everything might actually turn out alright in the long run. It’s only been a year since he released Wonderful, Glorious to the
Eels / Chelsea Wolfe. Gothic Theatre. 05.21.14 Read More »
Eight years ago Lizzy Grant was on her way to volunteer at an Indian reservation when she found herself gazing upon the majestic Red Rocks Amphitheatre. The 19-year-old singer-songwriter, who had just released a demo of acoustic tracks under the pseudonym May Jailer, made herself a promise – one day she would perform on that
Lana Del Rey. Red Rocks. 05.19.14 Read More »
