early May, 09

D posits,

Remember that old saying, "That'll happen when pigs fly."? Well, it has happened. Now we can all finally say that swine flu. Ba dum dum. Sorry, probably still too early for swine flu jokes.

Lots of good stuff this weekend. Friday we have a flamenco performance by the dance troupe Polkadot, with Steve Mullins leading the musicians. It is always a thrill to watch great flamenco dancers with great flamenco musicians, especially this far from Spain. Hope you can make it out. Check out the great review of their last show at the D Note here. Starts at 6:30pm, $15. If you call the D Note you can get advanced tickets for $12 (303-463-6683)

At 8:30pm Friday we have a band called Ironwood Rain, with a Jack Johnsonish vibe, and at 10pm we have a new 8 piece funk/hip hop band called Archetype. $7.

Saturday night we have a benefit for KidStar with The Denver School of Rock (5pm), Wild Mountain Honey (6pm), The Duke Street Kings (7:15pm) and The Lost Canyon Band (9:30pm). This show will raise money to bring the KidStar Radio Network to Denver schools and youth centers. This non-profit educational organization creates online radio stations in middle schools and youth clubs and teaches kids to run them - the kids do everything. $10.

If you get this in time and want to come out to hear some sweet local bands, we have Frokus and Ephesus playing after GWD Trivia starting at 6:30pm

Around the clock,

D tocks

Extra Credit: Speaking of swine, here's a nice poem by the great Roald Dahl.

The Pig

In England once there lived a big
And wonderfully clever pig.
To everybody it was plain
That Piggy had a massive brain.
He worked out sums inside his head,
There was no book he hadn't read.
He knew what made an airplane fly,
He knew how engines worked and why.
He knew all this, but in the end
One question drove him round the bend:
He simply couldn't puzzle out
What LIFE was really all about.
What was the reason for his birth?
Why was he placed upon this earth?
His giant brain went round and round.
Alas, no answer could be found.
Till suddenly one wondrous night.
All in a flash he saw the light.
He jumped up like a ballet dancer
And yelled, "By gum, I've got the answer!"
"They want my bacon slice by slice
"To sell at a tremendous price!
"They want my tender juicy chops
"To put in all the butcher's shops!
"They want my pork to make a roast
"And that's the part'll cost the most!
"They want my sausages in strings!
"They even want my chitterlings!
"The butcher's shop! The carving knife!
"That is the reason for my life!"
Such thoughts as these are not designed
To give a pig great piece of mind.
Next morning, in comes Farmer Bland,
A pail of pigswill in his hand,
And piggy with a mighty roar,
Bashes the farmer to the floor…
Now comes the rather grizzly bit
So let's not make too much of it,
Except that you must understand
That Piggy did eat Farmer Bland,
He ate him up from head to toe,
Chewing the pieces nice and slow.
It took an hour to reach the feet,
Because there was so much to eat,
And when he finished, Pig, of course,
Felt absolutely no remorse.
Slowly he scratched his brainy head
And with a little smile he said,
"I had a fairly powerful hunch
"That he might have me for his lunch.
"And so, because I feared the worst,
"I thought I'd better eat him first."