Good gosh, there's a lot going on this weekend. So let us just get started...
Thursday, June 18, at 9pm, after trivia, we have the return of Chella Negro. Chella Negro is the moniker of a beautiful singer/songwriter in the vein of melodramatic popular song who is hip and folksy at once. $5.
Friday we start early, 4pm, with a concert for the kids by Emmy award winner Farmer Jason from Tennessee. $7 adults/$3 kids. Presented by Music Train. Bring the family!
At 6:30pm Friday we have our old friends Stonebraker back to do an acoustic set. High energy acoustic music. free. Then at 8:30pm we have Archetype back in the house playing their high quality jazz/funk/hip hop sound. They really wowed the crowd last time. And at 10:30pm we have the funk band Ten Pound Elephant back doing their funky thing. $5
Saturday begins Arvada's Gold Strike Festival. Danielle Hastings did a great job of putting together music for the festival so come check it out. And there will be good music in the D Note too: 11:30 JD Cordle, 1pm Dylan Sneed (great songwriter that happens to be coming through town from Texas, recommended to us by Jack Redell), 3pm Cody Crump, 4pm Wonderlic and 5:30pm is 2:10 Special.
Then Saturday night we have The Velvet Elvis at 7:30pm followed by the powerhouse rockabilly sound of The Brent Loveday Band at 9:30pm. $7. If you love Elvis, especially the rockabilly Elvis, you will love this night.
Sunday for the Goldstrike line up we have 11am Jax Delaguerre, noon: Rock-a-phonics, 2 pm Alltunators, 4 pm Wild Mountain Honey.
Then, if that wasn't enough we have a special salsa/mambo band from L.A. called Lucky 7 in for our Sunday night salsa. A great way to spend the evening of the summer equinox. $12.
Got it? Good!
Extra Credit: We just finished reading Woody Guthrie's great autobiography "Bound For Glory", which we highly recommend. Here's a beatiful poem by Guthrie which Wilco put music to on the album "Mermaid Avenue II".
Remember the Mountain Bed
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves?
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds?
You laughed as I covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips, and thighs
You smiled when I said the leaves were just the color of your eyes
Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled wood vines twine
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me
Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky
Your fingers played with grassy moss, as limber you did lie
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there
Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go
There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life's reason why
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die
The smell of your hair I know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown
Your shape and form is dim but plain, there on our mountain bed
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head...
I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land
And I know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands
I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain
Go through my head on our mountain bed where I smell your hair again
All this day long I linger here and on in through the night
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight:
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, I walk above all pain
Back to the breast of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again