D Note Love Letter 6/16/11

D rail,

A couple of accolades have come our way. Salsa Central have named us the best place to dance salsa in Colorado, which is a quite an honor as there are some great salsa clubs around. We were also voted best place to hear live music in JeffCo by Mile High Newspapers. Huzzah!

For dinner music this Friday night at 5pm we have nuevo-flamenco music, with Chordzilla and Guitarsaurus. This duo wowed us last time and are back by popular demand. Free.

Jon Boland will be playing at 7p Friday and Treehouse Sanctum at 8pm. $5. Mellow and beautiful.

Then we'll have another great Cumbia/Bachata latin band at 9:30p on Friday, Los Chavos Dun Dun. w/ DJ Juanito. $10 /$5 ladies.

Saturday we have a tango lesson at 3pm followed by a the big band jazz of Serenade In Blue at 4pm. $10.

Saturday at 7pm we have the return of Laughing Hands. This stellar group is made up of master musicians Steve and Brian Mullins, Mike Fitzmaurice, Ed Rudman and Ed Contreras. They have not played the D Note in half a decade and we can't wait to hear one of our favorite bands again after all these years. The music is hard to describe, but includes original compositions written in a world fusion style. $7.

Saturday at 9pm we come back home with the Americana of Olive Street Rehab, followed by Johnny Barber and The Living Deads at 10:30pm. This is the first, uh, incarnation of The Living Deads we've had at the D Note. This is one of Johnny Barber's illustrious rockabilly projects. Some of you may remember Barber as Velvet Elvis. $5.

Thanks for being you, you.

D Train

Extra Credit: This week a classic, a villanelle by Elizabeth Bishop.

One Art

The art of losing isn't hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.

Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.

I lost my mother's watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn't hard to master.

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn't a disaster.

--Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan't have lied. It's evident
the art of losing's not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.