We've got a swell D noty weekend lined up for you. What is so D Noty about it? Read on.
Today, Thursday, March 5, we've got Geeks Who Drink trivia at 6:30pm (click the link for the intensive blog) followed by a set of electro dance music by DJ Thrill at 8:30pm. Thrill is the DJ alias of our web designer Sean Wolter and he puts together a great set.
Friday night is our first annual Pisces Party. Chef Amy, a pisces, natch, asked us to bring in music for her birthday, so we did, and we asked some other D Note Pisces for their picks too. Matt Dougherty chose DJ DbL tRbL to spin at 7pm. Chef Amy chose Reverb and The Verse and Basheba Earth at 8pm and Genevieve George chose Mono Verde at 10pm. Wow, killer night of music lined up for the Pisces lovers out there. $5. Check out the poster Dougherty put together for this one on the D Note Facebook page and become a friend while your at it.
Saturday at 3pm we have our second Kani Ka Pila (Hawaiin Jam) at 3pm. Free. Last time these guys packed the house and gave us some really beautiful island vibes. We love that they've found a home here.
Then Saturday night beginning at 8pm we have an evening of acoustic art rock put together by DARC (Denver Art Rock Collective) featuring Yerkish, 19ADD and The Inactivists. Yes! Check out Yerkish myspace page to check out the beautiful poster for this show.
All very D Noty, no?
Next weekend we have the Indulgers on Friday the 13th (St. Pats fever) and Lion Vibes on Saturday the 14th.
Hope to see you always,
Extra credit: Even though we love poetry and we love the New Yorker we almost never like the poems in the New Yorker. Go figure. But in this week's issue we liked both poems. The first is a poem by Leonard Cohen called A Street, and you can hear an audiolized version of that poem here. The second is a meditation by Jack Gilbert, which we shall now retype for you.
WAITING AND FINDING
While he was in kindergarten, everybody wanted to play
the tomtoms when it came time for that. You had to
run in order to get there first, and he would not.
So he always had a triangle. He does not remember
how they played the tomtoms, but he sees clearly
their Chinese look. Red with dragons front and back
and gold studs around that held the drumhead tight.
If you had a triangle, you didn't really make music.
You mostly waited while the tambourines and tomtoms
went on a long time. Until there was a signal for all
triangle people to hit them the right way. Usually once.
Then it was tomtoms and waiting some more. But what
he remember is the sound of the triangle. A perfect,
shimmering sound that has lasted all his long life.
Fading out and coming again after a while. Getting lost
and the waiting for it to come again. Waiting meaning
without things. Meaning love sometimes dying out,
sometimes being taken away. Meaning that often he lives
silent in the middle of the world's music. Waiting
for the best to come again. Beginning to hear the silence
as he waits. Beginning to like the silence maybe too much.