Thursday, March 18, 2010

st. patties 2010

Deefers,

What's the haps? How's the fam? Bad? Bad bad or Michael Jackson Bad?

Either way, bring them out to the D Note. If they are bad bad, then maybe they'll get a little better. And if they are Michael Jackson bad then the dance floor is open.

Tonight, Wednesday March 17, St. Patrick's Day 2010, the Clamdaddys are gonna cede the stage early for TP and the WAD, which features Thomas Picton from Wales singing traditional Irish music with members from Wonderlic jam. FREE.

Thursday night we have The Eric Sanders Band after Geeks Who Drink trivia. $5

Friday night we will carry over the holiday spirit, as we like to do, with our first annual Faux Patrick's Day. We start with Cellar Door at 7pm, beautiful harmonies, mostly traditional style Irish music. Then Indigent Row takes the stage at 8:30pm. Sexy Celtic fusion rock. $8. Closing out the night we have DJ Magically Delicious (our server Stef Logan) spinning Irish punk, The Pogues, Flogging Molly, etc. The green beer will be greener on this side of the fence. The snakes shall be driven out.

Saturday we have something for everyone, we are sure:

10:30am. Zumba, dance workout, too much fun, good exercize. $8

1pm. We have our friends from Music Lessons Of Westminster back for another rock recital. $3.

4pm. Music Train Family Concert Series presents the Irish music of Claddagh. Local Colorado band performing foot stompin’, hand clappin’, gotta get up & dance Irish tunes. $7 adults, $3 kids.

7pm Telling Stories presents Sounds of Silence. From the website, "Join us for a fresh take on classical music and readings -- we're bringing local composers Anne Guzzo and Conrad Kehn's work to the D Note's stage, and we'll have original readings from Jeanine Fritz, Brianna Doby, and Megan Quinn. Stories about toddlers taking over the world, the sounds of children's stories at bedtime, and songs of the West." This is one of our favorite series ever forever. $10

9pm Eric Baines, a singer/songwriter living in L.A. returns to Denver for a homecoming show. $5

10:30pm Batting clean up is Slopeside. Front range rock and roll. $5

Next Tuesday we have some indie bands: Stasis of Seasons and The Little Dead Things. Try it, you might like it.

Ever and out,

D plane

Extra Credit: In on our ongoing attempt to cover all great poetry in the extra credit section of this d-mail, we thought we should present Keat's Ode on a Grecian Urn. We often wonder what Keats really means by the last lines. But we have an idea.

Ode On A Grecian Urn

Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fring'd legend haunt about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?

Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard
Are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on;
Not to the sensual ear, but, more endear'd,
Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone:
Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave
Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare;
Bold lover, never, never canst thou kiss,
Though winning near the goal - yet, do not grieve;
She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss,
For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair!

Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed
Your leaves, nor ever bid the spring adieu;
And, happy melodist, unwearied,
For ever piping songs for ever new;
More happy love! more happy, happy love!
For ever warm and still to be enjoy'd,
For ever panting, and for ever young;
All breathing human passion far above,
That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd,
A burning forehead, and a parching tongue.

Who are these coming to the sacrifice?
To what green altar, O mysterious priest,
Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies,
And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
What little town by river or sea shore,
Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel,
Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?
And, little town, thy streets for evermore
Will silent be; and not a soul to tell
Why thou art desolate, can e'er return.

O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st,
"Beauty is truth, truth beauty," - that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

3/10/10

D finest,

Clink clink. Please raise your glasses (imaginary or otherwise). We'd like to propose a toast to today, the one and only. Here here. Chin chin. Cheers. Chim chim cheroo.

WEDNESDAY

Tonight, Wednesday, March 10, we have the Clamdaddys Jam. This night of music, thanks to the incredible generosity of the Clamdaddys, has been going strong for 5 years now. We believe it is the best free night of music on the front range, possibly the world. Come join the community.

THURSDAY

Tomorrow night another fun community, Geeks Who Drink trivia, at 6:30pm, beckons you to join the hilarity.

Following, at 9pm, we have a band called INOTIO. The name of the band is pronounced "In audio", but stands for "It's Not Over Till It's Over". Rock and roll. $5.


FRIDAY

Friday night we have the stellar jazzy hip hop of staff favorite TheSaurus playing at 7pm.

We present the beautiful songs and intricate arrangements of Wadirum at 8:30pm. $8.

At 10:30pm we have Thanks To Philo, a blues-rock dance band from Parker, CO. $5


SATURDAY

10:30am ZUMBA. Dance work out. Have fun and get in shape. $8

At 2pm Saturday we have a fundraiser for Music International (help get musical instruments to impoverished countries) with The Stan Jones band. Perfect if you are looking for a little afternoon delight. $5

At 5:30pm we have OTC Varmints, followed by Kate Laroux at 6:30pm and Martin Gilmore at 7:30pm. $5. All friends of ours and super talented.

At 8:30pm we have Medicine Jones and Stonebraker (10pm). Stonebraker always brings it and we look forward to rocking out with them Saturday night.

That's the weekend, the one and only.

Outs,

D fenestrater

Extra credit: Here's a poem by one of our favorite poets, the difficult and lovely Jeni Olin. It's a good example of an artist lost in her art. As Yeats put it, "How can you separate the dancer from the dance?"


Artist Statement #2

All paint is war paint when you're newly
stretched. Nude of grace, I want to be seen
with dignity or not at all. A plumeria lei
is the only noose the Ethers will allow,
fractional ownership of grief only. I take
the candor of the animals as birthright, baby
gear. It is 5 in the morning inside the heart.
Outside, the "constantly new darks." Pulsing
with winks, I'm almost awake. Getting it together
on a tract of peat march swamp, a trophy for atrophy
at great speed. I will not award this momentum nor
tag this "over." I have no energy for down below.
Close to throbbing, I can still swim like this
in THE AMERICAN TUB. If you are mining for hearts
of gold, visit the expert, the exposed sleeve, with
its apotheosis part, "sling." No matter how warped
I see the world, it's my world, cracked & salty.
Nude of grace, I paint it anyway.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

D Note letter 3/4/10

Dear Notes of Symphony #1 by Beethoven, the dog, as interpreted by Lady Gaga,

How are things? Sorry, we got a little carried away with the greeting there. But sometimes, in order to remain true to our ideals, we allow ourselves to get carried away. It is like a reverse mullet; party in front, business in back.

Tonight, Thursday March 4, at 9pm, after Geeks Who Drink trivia, we have DJ DKO, an Ableton Solo Artist & Multi-Instrumentalist DJ remixing covers & originals via live looping w/ electric trombone, virtual synths, vocoder & lemur. Darren Kramer (DJ DKO) is a serious musical cat with a jazz background and we're looking forward to seeing what kinds of crazy sounds he puts together. $5

Friday at 7pm we have Cool Shooz, a classic rock acapella group. Then we have a classic cover dance band playing at 9pm called After Babylon. $5.

Saturday at 3pm we have Serenade In Blue. Here's the way they describe themselves, "DENVER'S MOST DANCEABLE BIG BAND - I have a Denver home-grown 14-piece traditional jazz big band called Dr. Bill Valentine's SERENADE IN BLUE SWING BAND. We play standard big band dance music of 1935 to 1950 and some 60's. The music repertoire includes ballads, waltzes, swing, Latin, and light rock dance music. We also have three vocalists within the band. Our goal is to keep alive the music traditions of World War II's big band dance music; music that was played by Tommy Dorsey, Artie Shaw, Glenn Miller, Harry James, Count Basie, Duke Ellington, Glen Gray, Jimmy Dorsey, Les Brown." $8

At 7:30pm Saturday we have HAZEL MILLER (at 7:30pm). Get there early for a seat. Savanna Rose warms the crowd at 6:30p. $10.

At 9:30pm Saturday Clusterfunk comes in with their brand of dance-happy rock and roll. $5.

Reminders: Saturday 10pm, ZUMBA (getting stronger week by week). Sunday, Baby Boogie starting at 2pm with Aden Harrell playing live at 4pm, Salsa lessons at 8pm with La Candela starting at 9:30pm. Monday open stage with Jay Ryan (sign up 6:30pm), Tuesday 9pm Green Mountain, Wednesday Arvada Business Connection at 6pm, Clamdaddys blues jam at 8pm. All this is on the online calendar in case you forget.

We'll see you at the after party.

Love,

D note concluding the symphony by Beethoven, the dog, as interpreted by Lady Gaga


Extra Credit: We randomly opened Wallace Stevens Collected Poems last night to find a poem to read out loud to an unborn child. This is the poem we found.

Nomad Exquisite

As the immense dew of Florida
Brings forth
The big-finned palm
And green vine angering for life,

As the immense dew of Florida
Brings forth hymn and hymn
From the beholder,
Beholding all these green sides
And gold sides of green sides,

And blessed mornings,
Meet for the eye of the young alligator,
And lightning colors
So, in me, come flinging
Forms, flames, and the flakes of flames.