D ears,
The D, if you haven't noticed, is in the
shape of an ear. It is an ear at attention. You can almost picture a
cartoon hand cupped behind it. The D is listening.
The
D is listening to bluegrass this friday night with the incredible Blue
Canyon Boys. We have heard dozens of great bluegrass bands at the D
Note, but this band is one of our favorites. Very traditional. Very
good. (It strikes us that we could write a very rich history of the
Colorado bluegrass bands of the aughties. BCB would have a chapter.)
There is a Singing In The Rain sing-a-long on Saturday at noon. That sounds fun!
We really like the bands Saturday night too, especially Mezzo Mestizo, a young acoustic, earnest CSN-style band. Like an amped-up romantic campfire.
Bill Mckay [7:00p] Blue Canyon boys $5 [9:00p] Project 3 / Liberal Monkey Movement $5 |
[10:30a] Zumba $8 [12:00p] Singing in the rain [4:00p] Music Train [7:00p] Mezzo Mestizo $5 [8:20p] Canyon Creek $5 [10:00p] Vignettes $5 |
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Baby Boogie, bring your kids into dance! [8:00p] Salsa Dancing (lesson at 8pm, Orquestra La Brava at 9pm) $8 |
Open Mic Night (Open Stage-sign up at 6:30pm) |
Tuesday Swing Night feat. The Stilettos |
[8:00p] The Big Blues Jam |
Thanks for tuning in D.
D part
Extra Credit: Here's one from Jennifer Mackenzie, winner of the 2013 Fence Modern Poet award.
from Blurbing the Reconquista
Burgeoning with sleep I think
whose net is this cast upon the pearlescence
and is it monitoring my heartbeat
At the center is not being
able to breathe. I couldn’t sleep
and so discovered a genre (Welsh)
called “exultation”. Night
on the black windows of “The Swan”
3 tallskinny girls in white short shorts
(just before Trafalgar Square) ignite in me
the strong wish to smell like strawberries
and a scream budding from my chest
like breasts. Something that takes a long time
to recognize. Then wistful arson
Passing the night-dull statue
of the famous rider, inside me
an incredible privacy still reigns. Stealth
I thought was ardor
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