Thursday, August 25, 2011

D Note love letter 8/25/11

Sunny D,

How are you holding up on your end. Weather is hot here, but we are soaking it in. We often like to duck into the D Note to keep cool.

This Friday we have Alex Boyd at 5pm playing his beautiful brand of American folk. Free. Then we have Canyon Creek Band at 7pm. These guys are Country blues rock. $5. And we end the evening with Salsa and Bachata, with a lesson at 9:30p and DJ Juanito spinning afterwards.

Saturday we have jazz with Alejandro Castano at 2pm. Free.

At 5:30pm Saturday we have a bellydance student show. Free.

At 8pm we have a comedy show titled "Hot chicks with Brains". Comedy by Kristina Hall and Jennifer Coken exploring all things edgy salty and absurd. R rated. $15 door/$12 advance. This will be a riot. Figuratively.

After the comedy, at 10:30p, we have the return of one of our favorite Colorado/international bands, MonoVerde. It is an infectious form of Latin Reggae and super fun to dance to. $7. Come get loose and dance your troubles away.

Next Tuesday at 7pm we have a benefit show for Jon Friedlander w/ Clam Daddys, Quillion, Hour Glass Rock Band, Mint Novacaine. Come support and hear some great music at the same time. $10 suggested donation.


Moony D

Extra credit: Yesterday was Jorge Luis Borges 112th birthday. So here is a poem by the great Argentinian writer.


If I were able to live my life anew,
In the next I would try to commit more errors.
I would not try to be so perfect, I would relax more.
I would be more foolish than I've been,
In fact, I would take few things seriously.
I would be less hygienic.
I would run more risks,
take more vacations,
contemplate more sunsets,
climb more mountains, swim more rivers.
I would go to more places where I've never been,
I would eat more ice cream and fewer beans,
I would have more real problems and less imaginary ones.

I was one of those people that lived sensibly
and prolifically each minute of his life;
Of course I had moments of happiness.
If I could go back I would try
to have only good moments.

Because if you didn't know, of that is life made:
only of moments; Don't lose the now.

I was one of those that never
went anywhere without a thermometer,
a hot-water bottle,
an umbrella, and a parachute;
If I could live again, I would travel lighter.

If I could live again,
I would begin to walk barefoot from the beginning of spring
and I would continue barefoot until autumn ends.
I would take more cart rides,
contemplate more dawns,
and play with more children,
If I had another life ahead of me.

But already you see, I am 85,
and I know that I am dying.


Thursday, August 18, 2011

love letter 8/18/11

D vu,

How do you do that voo doo that you do so well? Do tell.

This Friday we have a performer from L.A. with no little voo doo, Michael On Fire. “It’s an American roots, folkish, bluesy, country, tribal, gypsy rock and roll.” – The Huntsville Times. 7:30p. This will be a SHOW. $10

At 5pm Friday we have Zenda Marie. Also bluesy, rootsy voo doo music. Free.

At 9:30pm we have a salsa lesson followed by DJ Juanito.

Saturday we have a family lunch concert at 12:30p with the band PJ Zahn, playing rock and roll covers. Free.

4pm Saturday we have Serenade In Blue Big Band Jazz w/ dance lesson. $10.

7:30p Saturday we have Dave Edwards. $5

9:30pm Saturday we have MC Subcon CD release party w/ Wandering Monks, Heaven, Small Hands, DJ C-NICE $5

Full day Saturday. And another one Sunday as we have a benefit from 11am to 3pm called Friends Of Val. From the website: "5 Great musicians/bands for sure and a few surprises in the works! **Monica Sales & Friends **Jack Hadley **Matt Nasi**Sharla Jackson and more. Great door prizes every hour. $10 suggested donation (or lots of love if you are broke!!). This Friends of Val fundraiser is for medical cost for our dear friend and sister Valerie, fighting Stage IV Breast Cancer. Come help us send a lot of love her way!!!"

Next Tue we have an indie rock/hip hop show with Sid Madrid, Cubone and House Of Trees at 8pm. Yes. $5.

Lots more too. Check out


D ark of D light

Extra Credit: Here are 2 funny serious poems from the 19th century writer Stephen Crane.

A man saw a ball of gold in the sky;
He climbed for it,
And eventually he achieved it --
It was clay.

Now this is the strange part:
When the man went to the earth
And looked again,
Lo, there was the ball of gold.
Now this is the strange part:
It was a ball of gold.
Aye, by the heavens, it was a ball of gold.

I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,
"You can never -- "

"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

love letter 8/11/11

D File

The sweetest hours that ever we spend are spent dancing with the lasses. There is nothing but care on every hand in every hour that passes. What signifies the life of man if it were not for the dances? The worldly race may riches chase, and riches still may find them. But though at last they catch them fast, their hearts can never enjoy them. But give me a dance at the D Note, arms about my dearie, and worldly cares and worldly men may all go topsy-turvy. For you so grave, you sneer at this, you are nothing but senseless asses. The wisest man the world ever saw he dearly loved the lasses. Old Nature swears, the lovely dears are the noblest work she classes. Her apprentice hand she tried on man, and then she made the lasses.

All lads and lasses welcome to the D Note this weekend. Friday at 5pm Tyson Ailshe and Steve Denny playing jazz. Free. Wanna wow a date? Bring him/her to the D Note Friday night for pizza and jazz. Then at 7pm there's a double header with Travis Grode Band and Sharla Jackson band (starting at 8pm). $5. Travis has a lyrical whisper of a style that gets inside and intimate quick and easy. Goes perfect with Cello. Listen to Rhubarb Garden on his Reverb Nation page. Also he is from Arvada, always a plus for us. Sharla Jackson is a rocker with a soft side. Sometimes she reminds us of what would happen if Barbara Steisand had been in the band Heart. Check them out.

We have Bachata lessons at 9:30p Friday followed by the tropical latin mix of DJ Juanito. Bachata is like salsa with extra soul, slowed down and sultry. $5

Saturday we have a band called Lila Bloom at 7pm. The Lila Bloom Band is an indie/alternative/folk/pop band from Denver. They say they were born on a warm summer night, when an old woman called the wrong number and spoke in a teary voice of "little songs". They remind one a little of Concrete Blonde. $5.

After Lila Bloom, at 9pm we have the return of The Denver Creative Movement. The theme of the show is Rebirth. Several artists will be on display. They will have some fantastic live art happening too. As usual there will be some great live music too, feat. Lucida Tela, The Daggermouth Spectacular, Free Electric band and ALYY. $5. This collective perfectly embodies the creative and open spirit that the D Note strives for and we are always happy to be included in their celebrations.

Also this weekend, Zumba, Yoga, Baby Boogie and Salsa. Next week includes an Open Stage, an acoustic showcase w/ Amanda Capper, Esther Sparks, Joseph Barton and Jay Ryan, The Clamdaddys, Trivia, Martin Gilmore and more. See for more details.


D Fault

Extra Credit: Robert Burns was an 18th century Scottish poet and is much celebrated in those parts. Here's one of his most famous songs.

Green Grow The Rashes, O

Green grow the rashes, O;
Green grow the rashes, O;
The sweetest hours that e'er I spend,
Are spent among the lasses, O.

There's nought but care on ev'ry han',
In every hour that passes, O:
What signifies the life o' man,
An' 'twere na for the lasses, O.

The war'ly race may riches chase,
An' riches still may fly them, O;
An' tho' at last they catch them fast,
Their hearts can ne'er enjoy them, O.

But gie me a cannie hour at e'en,
My arms about my dearie, O,
An' war'ly cares an' war'ly men
May a' gae tapsalteerie, O!

For you sae douce, ye sneer at this;
Ye're nought but senseless asses, O;
The wisest man the warl' e'er saw,
He dearly lov'd the lasses, O.

Auld Nature swears, the lovely dears
Her noblest work she classes, O:
Her prentice han' she try'd on man,
An' then she made the lasses, O.

Friday, August 5, 2011

D extrous,

This coming weekend is classic D Note. It is full of multi-cultural events that will take us to Spain, The Dominican Repubic, the Middle East and Cuba.

Friday night at 7pm flamenco maestro Rene Heredia is making a return to the D Note by popular demand. Several flamenco dancers will accompany Rene and bring duende to the D Note. $20.

At 9:30p we'll have a Bachata lesson and then dancing with DJ Juanito. Bachata is the soulful cousin of salsa dancing and comes from the The Dominican Republic. $5.

Saturday at 2pm we have a benefit for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society w/ more flamenco style music (of the contemporary Rodrigo y Gabriela style) w/ Guitarsaurus and Chordzilla. $5-$10 suggested donation.

Saturday at 7pm we have a special Hafla, with the theme of Evolution of Bellydance Styles- Tradition & Transformation. A show featuring folkloric to fusion bellydance styles with information and history on each performance. $7 adults/$5 kids under 10. Show followed by open dancing to Yallah! (eclectic bellydance band).

At 10:30p Saturday we have an up and coming indie rock band called The Amends. Here's a very interesting review of the band here. $5

Sunday we have Yoga at 10am, then Mello Cello Brunch at 11:30am, followed by Baby Boogie at 2pm, followed by our fantastic salsa night at 8pm. (And that's where we pick up the Cuban flavor.)

Next Tuesday at 7pm we have a FREE BIG BAND SHOW by the Metropolitan Jazz Orchestra, presenting the music of Count Basie, Stan Kenton and Woody Herman. We know we have a few big band fans out there, so gather up your friends and come enjoy and support the music.


D partment of D interior

Extra Credit. A few weeks ago we had a dark poem in this space by Pablo Neruda. Here is the "antidote" poem, also by Neruda.

Keeping Quiet

Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.

For once on the face of the earth,
let's not speak in any language;
let's stop for one second,
and not move our arms so much.

It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.

Fisherman in the cold sea
would not harm whales
and the man gathering salt
would look at his hurt hands.

Those who prepare green wars,
wars with gas, wars with fire,
victories with no survivors,
would put on clean clothes
and walk about with their brothers
in the shade, doing nothing.

What I want should not be confused
with total inactivity.
Life is what it is about;
I want no truck with death.

If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.

Now I'll count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.