Thursday, January 27, 2011

update 1/27/11

D Part Your,

How is the hanging garden? By hanging we mean moving. By moving we mean legs. By legs we mean dancing. By dancing we mean hanging. So, how?

This weekend at the D Note is going to be a magical sleigh ride around the world. (I stole that line from local DJ Terrasonic, who we highly encourage everyone to listen to Saturday noon on KGNU.)

Friday night: We start off at 5pm with acclaimed songwriter and guitarista extraordinaire, Kimmerjae Johnson. Free. Then at 7:30pm we have Dr. Harlan's Amazing Bluegrass Tonic. This is a local bluegrass act that has come up out of nowhere and surprised us all. Great stuff if you like bluegrass, dynamic instrumentals, beautiful harmonies. $5.

Speaking of great bluegrass, there is a killer circle taking shape on Thursday nights at 9pm after trivia, with the pre-legendary Martin Gilmore at the helm.

For the dance party Friday night we have Alejandro Castano manning the turn tables. We say "manning", because this happens to be Alejandro's 21st birthday party. Many of you may know Alejandro, or at least recognize him. He's been playing drums at D Note since he was 14! Now he has shaped up to be an excellent jazz drummer. But he's also a fun DJ in his spare time. He's gonna be spinning the tasty dance tunes Friday night so come out and celebrate. Ladies free.

Saturday we have the Winter Gala Hafla, presented by Phoenix. The Hafla is great. How could several troupes of women dancing creative routines not be great? We suggest getting there by 6pm if you want a seat. Starts at 7pm. $6/$5 kids. After the Hafla we have a new funk band on the scene, Volunteer Funk Dept. Come dancing. $5.

Next Friday we have a Bob Marley 66th Birthday show with Trichome (world reggae) at 8pm and Dr.U (dubstep) at 10pm. Mark your calendar. Also Stonebraker Feb. 12 and Angie Stevens Feb. 19.

Ba dum bum,

D rum

Extra credit: Anne Waldman is a major poet who just so happens to have deep roots locally. With Allen Ginsberg she started The Jack Kerouac School Of Disembodied Poetics at Naropa in Boulder. Here's a poem of hers. It is akin to the poem we featured recently by Frank O'hara, "A True Account Of Talking To The Sun On Fire Island". It also echoes (like a game of telephone) O'hara's line from his Personism Manifesto, "While I was writing it I was realizing that if I wanted to I could use the telephone instead of writing the poem, and so Personism was born."



Phonecall From Frank O'hara

“That all these dyings may be life in death”
I was living in San Francisco
My heart was in Manhattan
It made no sense, no reference point
Hearing the sad horns at night,
fragile evocations of female stuff
The 3 tones (the last most resonant)
were like warnings, haiku-muezzins at dawn
The call came in the afternoon
“Frank, is that really you?”

I'd awake chilled at dawn
in the wooden house like an old ship
Stay bundled through the day
sitting on the stoop to catch the sun
I lived near the park whose deep green
over my shoulder made life cooler
Was my spirit faltering, grown duller?
I want to be free of poetry's ornaments,
its duty, free of constant irritation,
me in it, what was grander reason
for being? Do it, why? (Why, Frank?)
To make the energies dance etc.

My coat a cape of horrors
I'd walk through town or
impending earthquake. Was that it?
Ominous days. Street shiny with
hallucinatory light on sad dogs,
too many religious people, or a woman
startled me by her look of indecision
near the empty stadium
I walked back spooked by
my own darkness
Then Frank called to say
“What? Not done complaining yet?
Can't you smell the eucalyptus,
have you never neared the Pacific?
‘While frank and free/call for
musick while your veins swell’”
he sang, quoting a metaphysician
"Don't you know the secret, how to
wake up and see you don't exist, but
that does, don't you see phenomena
is so much more important than this?
I always love that.”
“Always?” I cried, wanting to believe him
“Yes.” “But say more! How can you if
it's sad & dead?” “But that's just it!
If! It isn't. It doesn't want to be
Do you want to be?” He was warming to his song
“Of course I don't have to put up with as
much as you do these days. These years.
But I do miss the color, the architecture,
the talk. You know, it was the life!
And dying is such an insult. After all
I was in love with breath and I loved
embracing those others, the lovers,
with my body.” He sighed & laughed
He wasn't quite as I'd remembered him
Not less generous, but more abstract
Did he even have a voice now, I wondered
or did I think it up in the middle
of this long day, phone in hand now
dialing Manhattan

Thursday, January 20, 2011

weekend update 1/20/11

D Vine

The other day we were hanging out at the bar. This old guy wobbles in from the street, sits down at the bar and immediately starts insulting the fellow sitting next to us. He screams, "I slept with your mother!" The bar goes quiet and everyone waits to see what will happen next. The guy again yells, "I SLEPT WITH YOUR MOTHER!" The other fellow says, "Go home Dad, you're drunk."

Just a day in the life. Speaking of "A Day In The Life", this Friday, Jan 21, we have a Beatles tribute band called 3eatles playing at 7:30pm. $6 (the same price, incidentally, that it was to see The Beatles at Red Rocks in '64.) Our old friend Amy Kitteringham is singing jazz standards at 5pm for the free Friday afternoon concert and DJ Chonz rounds out the night at 10pm.

Saturday at 4pm the Music Train Family Concert Series presents: Kutundara (African Marimba ensemble). $7 adult/ $3 kids. Great thing to do with the family.

At 7pm Saturday we have a CD release party for a band that is dear to our hearts, Wonderlic. All the members of this band have been friends of ours for a years and we're excited that they have come out with their first CD. It's a beaut, with funky grooving style all its own. Also playing, in support, will be The Riot and Five In The Wheel. $5 suggested donation (no one turned away).

Sunday morning come out for a little meditative music at 10am with Adam DeGraff, Melissa Ivey, Brittany Williams and others. You are free to listen, join in, or practice freeform yoga.
Then at 11am we have The Mello Cello Brunch, with Monica Sales on Cello. The breakfast pizzas are amazing if you have not been in to try one yet.

Next Tuesday night at 7pm we have a special performer from Hawaii playing, Mango Stephens. There will be hula dancers too. No cover. This guy is the real deal and has a beautiful sound. Another great thing to bring the family out for.

There is a lot more going on too. For the rest of the schedule, check out www.dnote.us.

Yrs,

D scribe

Extra Credit: Here's a haiku from the 17th century Japanese poet, Matsuo Basho. We found it in David Mura's book "Turning Japanese".

Coming home at last
At the end of the year
I wept to find
My old umbilical cord.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

weekend update 1/13/11

D-ear,

(a D looks like an ear, no?)

How about them Snow Angels? They are playing like they mean it. Here's hoping they make it all the way to the International. We pledge to help sponsor them all the way to ultimate victory.

Several members of the team will make an appearance at the D Note tonight for trivia and bluegrass. We have Geeks Who Drink trivia tonight, Thurs, Jan 13, at 6:30pm followed by killer picking circle led by myth in the making Martin Gilmore at 9pm. Our pizza is awesome and what could be a better night out with Snow Angels?

Tomorrow night, Fri, Jan 14, we have local great JT Nolan for dinner hour 5-7pm, free. Then we have a Kana Ka Pila, a Hawaiin jam with Hawaiin musicians, from 7-9pm, ($5 donation toward Hawaii Cultural Club). Perfect summer day vibe on a winter's eve. At 9pm we have High Race Vine, (because everything is better with Cello) and at 10pm we have Chonz, the best DJ of his Kind in Colorado. (There we said it.)

Saturday we are closed for a wedding during the afternoon. Then at 7pm we have something different, an evening Zumba class with Paul Reyes and Davida Wright Gavin. Our morning Zumba has been doing great on Wednesday and Saturday mornings at 10:30am too. Saturday would be a fun time to try this dance exercise for the first time if you've been meaning to $10. At 8:30pm we will keep the dancing going with a funk jazz band called Broken Holmes, followed by the hottest new band in Denver, In Due Time at 11pm. This band blew us away last time they played. $5

Monday nights Jay Ryan runs an wondefully over the top rendition of an Open Stage Night. You should come and dust off your songs, join the community. Jay also has an acoustic showcase next Tuesday night at 7pm with Jay Ryan, Kenny Lee Young, Kipp Chambers, Michael Amidei. Magic may be in the mix.

Okay then,

D moral

Extra Credit: Our friend Julien Poirier just put out a new book, "EL GOLPE Chileno", on our favorite press, Ugly Duckling. We've been enjoying it. Here's an excerpt of a long poem called Uncollected Introductions.


"I kind of like how this one goes...

The eyeball on the keychain
screwed up its smile in the face of the rain
singing young, and old
and middle aged,
poetry for everyone

The strut--that's what I'm trying to get all the time...Arrogant infant strutting
on a bright ramp in space, waving a scepter as rose petals rain form the stands.

x electric shepherds in the snow
mace the lightning's ice-age poles
whose bearded sons with ink aglow
sing poetry for everyone

As the rocking chair's budding ladder rungs
spunk cement of shivering bamboo
the strategy of psychotic avenues
fingerprints the throat of dunes

and as we sun
on hot tar roof
on 52
and 9th Avenue
your hands are with your words
and your tongue is with mine
singing Poetry
to thee and thine, to bums
and moneyed swine

to old and young, to second youth
to fatuous twisters of the truth
to channel surfers on the slaughterhouse sluice
to love and the lover's one-eyed sleuth

Poetry is Truth, Truth
without poem a quartz-toothed drone
whoring guns to starving people,
scrapping marrow in the phone

lying on tv,
lying in bed, the future's dead
will blaze a laughtrack to its grave
still yet this lyre plays
the siren's town crier
for poetry enslaved.

(ait oudinar, morocco 1997)

Yep, all that Blake I was reading musta have hit my mind and pickled it in the sweet
and silly sauce, just my speed. I was a short order Blakean cook sitting next to the
canyon stream, dancing as the Berber kids (they seemed so kind!) winged rocks at
me. Down by the almond trees."

Thursday, January 6, 2011

love letter 1/6/11

D stressed,

Strange how the holiday season is meant to be relaxing, but is actually, often, stressful, with all that buying gifts and traveling and visiting, etc. It can feel like a final exertion after a long day (year) of work. But then somehow the New Year always feels like a fresh breath after a good night's sleep. Or is that just us?

One thing you can do, if you are needing to de-stress, is come practice free form yoga and listen to meditative music Sunday mornings at 10:30am, starting this Sunday, Jan 9. Melissa Ivey, Adam DeGraff and others will play the music and instructor Elle Potter will loosely lead the yoga. Bring your own mat, or just come to listen to the music. Free, but donations accepted for local charities.

Another thing you can do is look at some art. There is an art walk this Friday in Olde Town from 5-7pm and we have some really cool stuff up. Dan Rodriguez, from the burning hot group Elephant Revival will play 5-7pm. Music and dancing are also good for unwinding. Blind Child will play blues rock 8-10p. $5. And finally the great DJ Chonz spins at 10pm.

Saturday we have music all day, with the outsider blues of JD Cordle at 1pm (free), a family concert with blues band Soul Tree at 4pm (free), the blues rock of INOTIO at 7pm. $5. And finally Drum and Bass, electro with Dr. U and Mahesh at 10pm. (free 21 up, $5 under).

We should also reiterate some of the new weekly events we started late last year. There is swing blues dance lessons at 7pm on Wednesdays for $5 before the Clamdaddy jam. Martin Gilmore has started a very cool picking circle Thursday nights at 9pm after trivia. At 11:30 am on Sundays we have Mello Cello brunch. And of course there is much more, which you can see at www.dnote.us. Join the community.

clearly,

D spectacled

Extra Credit: Paul Zimmer is a poet from Wisconsin who caught our eye on the Daily Poetry blog last week.

What Zimmer Will Do

(The earliest color photographs were called autochromes (1904-
1930), formed on glass plates using a layer of minute grains of
starch dyed red, green, and blue and coated with a panchromatic
emulsion. When viewed closely, the finished images are like
miniature Pointillist paintings.)

I am looking at an image of two young French women sitting
in a garden around 1906,
and I become the great bird of love again;
crazy with spring, I swoop down
into the middle of the belle époque,
skitter and flop on a gravel path at the feet
of these two unsmiling French girls who sit
with their hair pulled back over eyes of shade.

I will make them blush and laugh
in their pink, summer frocks as I fly up
and dart between their wicker chairs
over beds of primroses, fan plants
and columbines, to an open window
where picnic hampers have been placed.

Then the three of us will ramble
Into sunlight and droning grasses.
I will circle their lovely, oval heads,
Gently plucking at their barrettes until
They laugh, "Zimmer, l'oiseau absurde!"
You crazy bird! And toss me
Bits of bread and boiled egg.

Thursday, December 16, 2010

weekend update Dec 16, 2010

D Port,


Live music is always well worth the time, and, even, we would argue, good for the soul. So..

This Friday we have Tim Bruns and Mike Morter from the band Churchill playing the Friday Afternoon Concert from 5-7pm.

Then at 8pm Friday we have a special Christmas Flamenco show featuring Steve Mullins, Lia Ochoa and many more. Come early for a seat as they usually fill up for Flamenco. $15.

At 10pm Friday, DJ Chonz takes over the dance floor. $5. Ladies free.

(By the way DJ Chonz, arguably the best DJ in CO, is joining The Teaching (from Seattle) for our New Years Eve show this year. The night will have an old school jazzy De La Soul vibe to it and will be tons of fun. $15.)

Saturday at 4pm the Music Train Family Concert Series presents: Okee Dokee Brothers (kids and holiday tunes) $7 adults/$3 kids. Saturday

Saturday at 7pm we have a Christmas Party for PeaceJam including Brittany Williams Band (a diva in the making with an incredibly soulful voice), the Gora Gora Orchestra (balkan dance music a la Gogol Bordello) and DJ CaveM and Moetavation. CaveM has performed with artists such as Talib Kweli, Gil Scott Heron, Public Enemy, Dj Kool Herc, The Last Poets, The Wu Tang Clan, Hieroglyphics, Anthony B, The Pharcyde, Mos Def and The Coup. This will be an awesome show, with proceeds going to benefit PeaceJam which is an amazing local organization that can use all the help it can get. $10 suggested donation.

For more info check out www.dnote.us

People get ready,

D train

Extra Credit: . Known as a poetic novelist, Jack Kerouac's actual poetry is strange and uniquely beautiful. Allen Ginsberg thought Kerouac was the most underrated poet of our time. Here's a couple "fun" poems of his from BOOK OF BLUES. We'll have to type it up for you as it isn't anywhere on the net.

ORIZABA 210 BLUES

36th chorus

I had a pointed mustache
and I mean pointed
half inch from here

Double breasted vest
and a Derby hat
and striped trousers
English shoes, black,
very pointed, they were
Hannah Shoes

People on Broadway'd turn
and look at me

The worst part is yet to come
I had a pince nez
with a long black ribbon
to my buttonhole

And I wore a carnation
white or red

Boy did I look like somethin


37th Chorus

A year later I got caught
I was dressed differently
and everything
But boy that mustache
and that pince nez
was really out of this world

I used that outfit six months
I finally had to pack it in
because it was too well-worn

Pine nez was in a coat
I stole
Mustache I grew in the sanitarium
While taking one of my
numerous drug cures

My mother'd come to see me
She says "Oh No!
Cut it off!"
"I'm just havin a little fun, mother"

Thursday, December 9, 2010

weekend update, December 9, 2010

D Vitamins

Hello rays of sunshine. We saw a video recently in which a solar furnace focusing the sun's rays burns up to 3,500 C, hot enough to melt rocks. Just saying.

This Friday at 8pm we have a beautiful reggae band from Boulder, Selasee, with one of the best reggae bass players we've ever heard. $5. Then DJ Chonz comes out to spin at 10pm. Did you know that Chonz was the number one MOST listened to DJ on the radio in Colorado last year? He's also great live too, scratching and mixing, so come dance. Ladies free.

Saturday we have an Ironwood Rain. This is to celebrate the release of their CD, "Burn The Ships" and it is a pirate themed party! release party. At 9pm we have James And The Devil back, super fun and rowdy band. Denver Creative Movement will be coming with them again, making live art. And this time they are bringing our old young friend Melissa Ivey along to play too! We love her. It will be a great night all around. $5.

Check out www.dnote.us for the rest of the shkoop.

Yours,

D (shape of a half moon)

Extra Credit: Here's a poem by Frank O'hara, about talking to the sun.


A TRUE ACCOUNT OF TALKING TO THE SUN AT FIRE ISLAND


The Sun woke me this morning loud
and clear, saying "Hey! I've been

trying to wake you up for fifteen
minutes. Don't be so rude, you are
only the second poet I've ever chosen
to speak to personally
so why
aren't you more attentive? If I could

burn you through the window I would
to wake you up. I can't hang around
here all day."
"Sorry, Sun, I stayed
up late last night talking to Hal."

"When I woke up Mayakovsky he was

a lot more prompt" the Sun said
petulantly. "Most people are up
already waiting to see if I'm going
to put in an appearance."
I tried
to apologize "I missed you yesterday."

"That's better" he said. "I didn't
know you'd come out." "You may be
wondering why I've come so close?"
"Yes" I said beginning to feel hot
wondering if maybe he wasn't burning me

anyway.
"Frankly I wanted to tell you
I like your poetry. I see a lot
on my rounds and you're okay. You may
not be the greatest thing on earth, but
you're different. Now, I've heard some

say you're crazy, they being excessively
calm themselves to my mind, and other
crazy poets think that you're a boring
reactionary. Not me.
Just keep on
like I do and pay no attention. You'll

find that people always will complain
about the atmosphere, either too hot
or too cold too bright or too dark, days
too short or too long.
If you don't appear
at all one day they think you're lazy

or dead. Just keep right on, I like it.

And don't worry about your lineage
poetic or natural. The Sun shines on
the jungle, you know, on the tundra
the sea, the ghetto. Wherever you were
I knew it and saw you moving. I was waiting

for you to get to work.

And now that you
are making your own days, so to speak,
even if no one reads you but me
you won't be depressed. Not
everyone can look up, even at me. It

hurts their eyes."
"Oh Sun, I'm so grateful to you!"

"Thanks and remember I'm watching. It's
easier for me to speak to you out
here. I don't have to slide down

between buildings to get your ear.
I know you love Manhattan, but
you ought to look up more often.
And
always embrace things, people earth
sky stars, as I do, freely and with

the appropriate sense of space. That
is your inclination, known in the heavens
and you should follow it to hell, if
necessary, which I doubt.
Maybe we'll
speak again in Africa, of which I too

am specially fond. Go back to sleep now
Frank, and I may leave a tiny poem
in that brain of yours as my farewell."

"Sun, don't go!" I was awake
at last. "No, go I must, they're calling

me."
"Who are they?"
Rising he said "Some
day you'll know. They're calling to you
too." Darkly he rose, and then I slept.

Thursday, December 2, 2010

love letter 11/2/10

D Naturals,

Something in the way you move attracts me like no other lover, something in the way you moo ooh ooh oove...get into the groove, boy you've got to prove your love to me...

There's a little dance mashup for you there. Here's a cool auditory trick. Imagine a beat and then reread the opening line. If you are good you will begin to be able to hear both melodies simultaneously. The neat part is the "after-sound" effect, similar to an after-image effect after staring at something against a bright light. The melodies will swirl in your head for the rest of this e-mail. Proceed.

We have lots more dance mashup for you this weekend. Friday night we have the great Hazel Miller, Colorado's Queen of Soul, back in the house at 7:30pm ($10). Fanfare for the Queen! Opening for Hazel, starting at 5pm, is Colorado's Princess of Soul, Brittany Williams, making her official debut appearance at the D Note. Fanfare for the Princess! After Hazel at 10pm we present the King of Colorado DJs, DJ Chonz, from KS 107.5, in the house spinning vinyl. Fanfare for the King! Such a royal good time. Ladies FREE in D Palace after 10pm.

Saturday we have two recitals early in the day; Music Lessons of Westminster garage band show at 1pm and then Mountain Strings and Jazz at 5pm. Then we have the HS band Synergy back in the house at 7pm with their excess of rock and roll energy. (Speaking of, if you get a chance to read the James Woods article about Keith Moon in this week's New Yorker, do! Best article on drumming ever written. It is a classic.)

Speaking of classics, Saturday night we have a beautiful birthday show put together by and for The D Note's GM, Andy Andurlakis. At 9pm we have the hip hop style of Reverb and the Verse. (Check out their website for cutting edge web design too). At 10pm the completely excellent reggae band The Desciples hit the stage and at 11:30pm we have Relyt The Dozha w/ DJ Detox. This last group is Drum And Bass, Electro style and features Andy's alias, MC Dozha. Dozha is one of the premier Drum and Bass MCs in Colorado. Relyt and Detox both work at the D Note too and this show will be off the hook. $5. Birthday spankings $5. This money will help pay for rehab. Just kidding. We'll give it to the bands.

Next Tuesday night we have a benefit for Urban Peak with ACC All Stars, Zazemi, ACC Pop/Rock Ensemble. $10 suggested donation. Urban Peak is an organization that helps homeless and at risk youth in Colorado. Read more about this worthy cause and event here.

Also, we often don't mention our regular events in this space, but we are very proud of them and will take a moment to reintroduce them to you now. We have Mello Cello brunch on Sunday mornings, Baby Boogie Sunday afternoon, an awesome salsa night on Sunday nights, a long running and democratic open stage on Mondays lead by Jay Ryan, swing dance lessons on Wednesdays at 7pm followed by the greatest blues band in Colorado history, The Clamdaddys, a super fun Geeks Who Drink trivia game on Thursdays at 6:30pm and a killer bluegrass jam lead by Martin Gilmore Thursdays at 9pm.

That's enough right?

Come take part.

D Flat

Extra Credit: This week's New Yorker also had a poem in it by Terrance Hayes that is well worth reprinting here, for a number of reasons, not least of which because it introduces the mind blowing idea of contranyms.

New York Poem

In New York from a rooftop in Chinatown
one can see the sci-fi bridges and aisles
of buildings where there are more miles
of shortcuts and alternative takes than
there are Miles Davis alternative takes.
There is a white girl who looks hi-
jacked with feeling in her glittering jacket
and her boots that look made of dinosaur
skin and R is saying to her I love you
again and again. On a Chinatown rooftop
in New York anything can happen.
Someone says “abattoir” is such a pretty word
for “slaughterhouse.” Someone says
mermaids are just fish ladies. I am so
fucking vain I cannot believe anyone
is threatened by me. In New York
not everyone is forgiven. Dear New York,
dear girl with a bar code tattooed
on the side of your face, and everyone
writing poems about and inside and outside
the subways, dear people underground
in New York, on the sci-fi bridges and aisles
of New York, on the rooftops of Chinatown
where Miles Davis is pumping in,
and someone is telling me about contranyms,
how “cleave” and “cleave” are the same word
looking in opposite directions. I now know
“bolt” is to lock and “bolt” is to run away.
That’s how I think of New York. Someone
jonesing for Grace Jones at the party
and someone jonesing for grace.

/)dam I)eGraff

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