To celebrate 15 years of Yellow Scene, we looked back into our archives to see what it is that has made us so special for all these years.
By Brett Callwood and Ryan Howe
As the new millennium began, so did Yellow Scene. Kinda. Originally called The Goldmine, we were printed on yellow paper because it was the cheapest available. Hence the change of name shortly afterwards. The first copy of The Goldmine was basically a circular, all ads and coupons, with a few listings for local events. YS publisher Shavonne Blades wanted to show Colorado that there were a lot of cool things going on in East County, and that remains the case.
Even back then though, when the editorial was scattered between the coupons, there were gems to be found. In the April 2000 issue, columnist “Cranky” Karl Arnold told the tale of hitch-hiking and getting picked up by a mature lady. “The driver’s name was Dolly,” he wrote. “She was sixty-something, had seen better days and had never been out of Buckingham County, Virginia. She saw the TV news and concluded that there was nowhere else worth living than Buckingham County, Virginia. So her El Paso and Amarillo were the same.”
Best of all was Barry “Wildman” Snyder’s hilarious review of Eminem’s “I Just Don’t Give a F**k” single that same year. The Wildman said, “Is this hip-hop? I don’t know and I Don’t Give a F**k either. Boring. Repetitive. Non-musical. Talent? I don’t think so. I feel sorry for these guys [sic]. Yeah, a whole lot. And anyone listening to them [sic] too. Maybe they [sic] will just go away, please. Big waste of plastic.” 15 years and multiple awards later, Eminem is unlikely to be still pondering the review.
Back then, Yellow Scene wasn’t in Boulder itself, choosing to focus on the culture, business and news going on elsewhere in the county. Elsewhere in the news, John and Patsy Ramsey were making headlines all over everywhere following their daughter JonBenét’s tragic killing. The little girl had been hit on the head and strangled and her parents were on the hook for it for an agonizing amount of time. However, the case remains unresolved.
-By 2001, Yellow Scene had it’s proper name in place, though it was still printed on yellow paper and it was still a mini-publication (it would remain so for about four years). There was more editorial and, thankfully, Cranky Karl was still in place. In the August/September issue, he wrote a column called “Meatballs and Archie Bunker,” in which Arnold wrote about offensive language at sports events. “At a Rockies game not too long ago, a clown and his lady, and his clown bro and his lady, sat two rows behind us,” he wrote. “I didn’t hear him yell insults at players; instead, he chose to insult the beer guy. He wanted a brand of beer besides the one Coors Field is named for… Eventually, Mr. Meathead had to relieve himself. Off he went to find the latrine. On his way back down, he missed a step.” Karmic justice, Cranky Karl style.
We also had a column called “Word of Mouth” by this point, where we allowed citizens to mouth off about issues close to their heart. Not a bad idea actually – maybe we’ll look into bringing that back. Anyway, in that same issue Lafayette resident Kerry Bensman ?raised the issue of hypocrisy in residents who bury their head in the sand when they like a candidate but then unleash hell’s fury when tht same candidate is revealed as a crook.
We had a comprehensive events calendar back then (the internet has rendered those listings redundant now, but there was time when they were useful) and, best of all, still-in-place entertainment ed French Davis had a column called “The French Connection.”
“It seems everything in the music scene these days is some kind of fusion of something else,” Davis wrote. “Rap/metal, hip-hop/rock, blues/rock, country/pop, conservative/democrats… The list goes on and I, for one, am done with it. Let’s call it what it is, and stop trying to market cornflakes in the automotive supply aisle.”
Sadly for Davis, that issue has only gotten worse in the 14 years since. Still in the Scene section, the Wildman was at it again, referring to French electro pioneers Air as, “Pink Floyd for a younger generation.” We also had a foodie in place, Cris Lovett touring BoCo’s eateries with a warm heart and empty stomach.
The evolution of the magazine continues into the next year. Sure, we were still small but, hey, it’s about what you do with your size, right? The matt finish on the cover was replaced with something glossier, the sunshine logo (which we don’t miss) was in place, and there were more pages. The growth was visible and tangible.
We were looking more and more like a “real” magazine and, by 2002, we had a masthead and enough staff to fill it out. Even perennial alt-weekly horoscope man Rob Brezsny was in the book, while our editor was Erik Maulbetsch.
Cranky Karl was still grumbling about whatever crossed his path, while our annual celebrated “Back to School” issue was in full swing. Erik Maulbetsch wrote an informed and fascinating piece about ADD, stating that, “Few acronyms inspire such passionate debate as ADD,” he wrote. “It seems as though everyone has an opinion, whether or not there is a personal connection.” Maulbetsch couldn’t have been more on the mark, and those issues of inappropriately prescribed drugs and very concerned parents continue to this very day.
Our favorite moment of “looking back” came when reading Philip Plough’s “Locally Incorrect” column, and a news story called “Stupidity Passed Hereditarily by Jackass of the Month.” Plough told the tale of Alixsandra Fremgen, who was arrested for possession of marijuana (oh, how times have changed) while attempting to enter the Boulder County Courthouse. DOH! Beautifully, she was there to attend her son’s hearing for the same charges. Hey, we never said that everyone in Boulder County was the brightest button.
Over in Scene, Wildman was still comparing bands that he had never heard of before to early Pink Floyd (this time, Morcheeba). Still, French Davis was the star that he still is, writing about “Beck’s convoluted garbage bag of musical influences and pop culture iconoclasty,” and the fact that Moby is, “hated for his avoidance of underground DJ-obscurity and for his pop-approach to electronica, and yet loved by dance club neophytes for the same reason.”
In 2003, our publisher had a “Publisher’s Word” column at the front of the magazine, while, in “Locally Incorrect,” the Yellow Scene team was trying to convince people that Broomfield is a sound vacation destination.
“The heart of Brromfield’s tourist appeal nestles close to the intersection of Highways 36 and 287. In a one-mile stretch, tourists can stay at the Omni Interlocken Resort or Renaissance hotel, two upscale places aimed at the business traveller and those who want to golf of shop at the ever-popular Flatirons Mall. Hmmm, maybe.
But let’s sit back any enjoy French’s words of wisdom about Cher. “That’s right, folks, Cher’s in town, and every drag queen from Amarillo to Billings will be in tow, for they all worship at her alter. And is it any wonder why? She is the very definition of woman – timeless, ageless beauty, statuesque physique, unwavering strength and a never-ending wave of wardrobe changes.
Before Britney, before Christina, before even Madonna herself, there was Cher.” Truer words have never been spoken, sir.
In December’s “Locally Incorrect,” we learned that Boulder and Longmont collectively ranked in 218th place when it came to home price growth… out of 220. Even Denver only ranked 217th. Times have truly changed, with the recent population growth resulting in rocketing house prices. Those stats are very different today but, for the purposes of a side-by-side comparison, they make for interesting reading.
At YS HQ, things were churning along quite nicely. The masthead was expanding, the quality of the content was improving by the month, and the covers were getting cooler. That sunshine logo was placed in the left-hand corner, and the Yellow Scene as we know it today continued to take shape.
As was the norm during these early years, the “Locally Incorrect” column proved to be a nostalgic hoot. “If there were ever a clear cause and effect-related crime spree, it would have to be January’s spate of BB gun assaults in Longmont,” wrote Erik Maulbetsch. “During the second half of the month, the city was plinkerized (oh yeah? Well, it’s a word now) by a band of criminally bored teenagers, who spent their evening shooting car windows, pedestrians, and the stained glass at a local church. What the hell is wrong with these kids?”
Good question, Erik. Turns out, the kids were bored and decided to take their ill-advised Christmas gifts out for a spin. As Maulbetsch pointed out – get them a damn video game.
Over in Scene, French Davis was describing the divine Erika Badu perfectly. “To be honest, I was just as enamored as the rest of the world when Erika Badu burst onto the scene. Using Miles Davis’ chord changes (from the tune ‘So What’), and the most unique phrasing and timbre of any of the new legion of neo-soulstresses, Bado immediately culled herself from the herd.”
Yeah, the man was still bringing it and, with the Cuisine section going from strength to strength, the magazine continued to evolve. Things were about to get a whole lot bigger though.
By 2005, Yellow Scene was a full-size magazine, while the editorial content went from strength-to-strength. Erik Maulbetsch was still in the editor’s chair, and our circulation was shooting up too, although not everyone appreciated B. Ryan Ball’s often incendiary political commentary.
In the July issue, one John Kral of Broomfield said that Ball has “the intellectual horsepower equivalent to the nightlight in my infant son’s room,” after Ball’s piece about the military. Burn.
In that same issue, Bob Beauprez was starting to make the news in the Locally Incorrect column. “Beauprez is a firm believer in the death penalty, while Mexico refuses to extradite prisoners if they face the death penalty, and they also can take one to three years to actually hand over a suspect,” said Erik Maulbetsch, writing about alleged Denver cop-killer Raul Gomez-Garcia. “Beauprez can feel however he likes, but as a member of Congress, he needs to learn a little diplomacy.” Double burn.
In our October issue’s letter’s page, entertainment editor French Davis was chastised by a JP Whitman of Denver for recommending people go see Christian rock band Stryper, to which we say, “Hey JP, open your mind a little, to hair metal and the Lord.”
That was also our Election Guide, and we made a sound point about voting down a move to extend term limits. “I say vote against them all,” said the writer. “This isn’t a personal attack on any current official in the offices in question. It is a vote for the consistent evolution of quality staffing we the people should expect from our government. After a certain number of years at the top, it’s time to make way for the next person.” Quite right.
Let’s leave the last word to French Davis, who wrote in his Duly Noted column, “Yamaha’s music division and Applied Biosystems published a study last winter that showed playing an instrument reduces stress at a chromosomal level. Apparently, they’ve never tried to play ‘Flight of the Bumblebee’ on the trombone.”
You’ve got to love our readers. In April, B. Ryan Ball was getting it in the neck yet again, this time for calling Creationists “idiots.” “I encourage Mr. Ball to investigate the facts of Intelligent Design and Darwinism,” said Tom LaJeunesse of Erie. “He might start with The Case for the Creator by Lee Strobel. The book contains interviews with world-class scientists discussing the data that has led many scientists to conclude Darwinian evolution is not possible. In fact, the universe and the Earth itself are so ‘finely-tuned’ that the chance of life emerging on its own is impossibly small.” That told you, sir.
2006’s Best of the West issue saw some very familiar winners who, in truth, haven’t stopped winning since. This was also prior to our “no dirty great national chains” rule, which is why Red Robin and Chuck E. Cheese came in top of the “Best Restaurant for Kids” poll. But Borders winning “Best Book Store?” C’mon, YS 2006 readers… what were you thinking?
Meanwhile, French Davis spent October sounding off about liquids in airports. “I really get a kick out of the whole ‘liquids are the devil!’ scare the airlines and the TSA have foisted upon us,” he wrote. “Especially after the news footage of their confiscating supposedly ‘dangerous’ liquids from people at security checkpoints, like water bottles and skin lotion, and then tossing them in a garbage dumpster. Quite the bomb disposal method, indeed.” That hasn’t gotten any better since.
In 2007, Jacob Harkins stepped into the editor role while, elsewhere, it was business as usual. In our new Boiling Point news column, we looked at the problem of student drinking. “The University of Colorado has always tried to fight student drinking problems,” we said. “It’s a valiant effort when it focusses around educating responsible drinking. It’s out of place when it bans booze, which the CU recently did at the Coors Event Center, home to the school’s basketball teams. It could equate to an $80,000 hit annually to a cash-strapped athletics department while doing little to stop drinking.” We are sure that didn’t go down well with the students.
Over to the younger students, and in Locally Incorrect we were laughing about the fact that a Colorado Springs school had banned the game tag. “Administrators say some children complained they were harassed and chased against their will,” we said. “We’re guessing those children are still being chased against their will.” You’re IT, Colorado Springs school.
For Halloween, we highlighted 13 real life local haunts, including Brittany Hill Mansion in Thornton, the vampire grave in Lafayette, the Pillar of fire in Westminster, and Fairview High School in Boulder. Of the latter, we wrote that, “Ever since a senior committed suicide via hanging in the dressing room of the theater in 1982, bizarre activities have been noted near the Boulder school’s stage. Singing can be heard from off-stage, lights flicker and sets fall down despite being nailed to the floor.”
In the next issue, we received some complaints about our inclusion of schools in the Halloween issue but, as we responded at the time, children hear worse around the campfire. Plus, kids love that sort of stuff.
We also said goodbye to Wrecking Ball columnist B. Ryan Ball in November, and the man wrote a farewell letter. “My mother thinks I’m a good writer,” he said. “For the past several years since I acquired this position, she has called or emailed me right after receiving the new issue of Yellow Scene and exclaimed how ‘funny’ and ‘creative’ I am. Too bad the rest of you don’t know me as my mother does.”
Welcome to 2008, the year the nation broke barriers and elected a president without the last name Bush or Clinton, who happened to be black. Gasoline hit $4 a gallon, which was on the low side, Beijing hosted the Winter Olympics and the nations economy continued to fall. And who will ever forget about the best little politician from Alaska, Sarah Palin.
Here at Yellow Scene, we covered it all, sometimes with snark, but we maintained our journalist integrity as we covered the election. We even highlighted some of the best political Halloween costumes, including a collegiate Barack Obama, or a politically haunting Sarah Palin, complete with power suit, machete and Jason Voorhees mask.
But, there’s no surprise that while the nation was floundering under a recession the median household income still remained more than $15,000 above the national average, and a whomping $10,000 more than Colorado. It was also looking into restricting people from building “huge” homes in the in the unincorporated county, as well as inside the city limits.
It wasn’t all politics, though. Readers enjoyed our fun, and creative take on local restaurants and pinto beans. Beth Sprague from Superior wrote in with, “I think Yellow Scene Magazine is a great way to introduce people in the area to new restaurants and recipes. Plus I don’t like the local newspapers, and your material is so much funnier.” Thanks, Beth.
We built a two foot sandwich that used 2.5 lbs of deli meat, cost $40 and took us nearly two hours to build, mostly for fun but also to highlight some of the best sandwich shops in Boulder.
One of the most memorable stories of the year focused on cyclist Tim Case, who embarked on a cross country bike ride that took him 10 days. But he wasn’t doing it for a challenge, or pulling a Forest Gump, he was riding for Camp Odayin, a refuge for youngsters facing severe heart problems, surgeries and transplants, and even death.
Over here at Yellow Scene, we are all about making the people of BoCo feel as if they are the coolest person on the planet. So that why we decided to help one of our fellow Boulderites look and feel their best, by starting off the year with a contest to win a makeover. Morgan Ralph, and her fiancée, wanted to rejuvenate their lives before getting married on Labor Day. So we gave them a free physical, mental, nutritional and external makeover.
It’s fitting, seeing as both Boulder County and the nation rapidly changed in 2009. Obama was inaugurated, Michael Jackson took his final bow, and Captain Sully did a crash landing on the Hudson with zero fatalities. Boulder County took a change for the worse, as it was dubbed the deadliest year in a decade as police investigated 13 homicides. The economy stayed relatively the same, but the population continued to gradually rise.
But it wasn’t all negative news in 2009. Just ask our kids. Yellow Scene highlighted four BoCo kids that were killing the game. Including, 8-year-old Naomi, who successfully fought off a predator, then helped the cops track him down. Or Helena who helped set up libraries in both Tibet and Nepal.
We dove into the glass house that sits comfortably in the Front Range. Architect Matt McMullen took us on a tour, and told us all about bringing his ideas to life, and wowing the people of Boulder with his famous, glass house. “A home is not an art museum,” he said. “You gotta have a place to go hang out in your jammies.”
We even helped Jeff Danelek embrace his inner freak when he sent us a little love in our inbox with, “Thank you. At first I thought the photo (for October’s Halloween Issue) made me look creepy. But then I realized I really am creepy, so that works.”
You’re welcome, Jeff.
A decade into the 21st century, Boulder was named one of the best cities in America. But we already knew that, didn’t we? Kiplinger Magazine attributed their decision to “it’s a city of crunchy environmentalists, early adopters and entrepreneurs, bike paths, public-transit buses named Dash, Stampede and Bolt, and restaurants powered by wind energy. You’ll find scores of art galleries, performing-arts venues, chic boutiques — even a Tesla Motors electric-car dealership. Boulder is a wealthy, intellectual hot spot where environmental and scientific ideas blossom into business.”
Despite this, Boulder experienced the second lowest rate of growth since the 1890s. The only decade with a lower rate was the 1920s. The racial diversity remained the same, no surprise. The baby boomers continued to stick around. And Boulder’s vacancy rate doubled. But, the median income was still more than $15,000 than the national average.
At Yellow Scene, we were celebrating. We turned the golden age of 10. The Red Tornado, Shavonne, beat all the odds, and lasted a decade, growing every step of the way. At that the time, Shavonne proclaimed that she would last another ten years, no matter what. We’ve hit the halfway point and the momentum hasn’t stopped. She continues to be a force to reckoned with. She is fighting the good fight, keeping a local magazine catered to the people of Boulder alive.
Why would she stop? She was influencing people such as Joe Milan from Erie who wrote “I really enjoyed your article on the ski train (“No Light at the End of Moffat Tunnel,” February 2010) and it reinforced my resolve to lobby my congress people to improve passenger rail service.”
YS was still causing waves. Just ask Shari Mallory, who said, “I am disgusted with YS’s endorsements. Are you kidding me? … I intend to pick up my last copy.”
Luckily, journalists have thick skin. We didn’t make it 10 years by pleasing everyone.
In 2011, Colterra won YS’s Best of the West’s best restaurant. Tee and Cakes took home the best bakery, The Tasty Weasel won best new tasting room, and Martini’s Bistro took home the best patio. Not much has changed, if you’ve been a loyal reader of the best of the west. If anything it shows that people are dedicated to their local favorites, but not afraid to branch out. Maybe that’s why our little publication passed the decade mark, and continued to thrive.
But dedication isn’t the only thing that has kept Yellow Scene afloat. It’s our content.
In May of 2011, we focused on Paul Martin, the man who wrote One Man’s Leg. After a tragic car accident in 1992, Martin had to get one of his legs amputated just below the knee. But, in true Boulder fashion, Martin didn’t let this stop him from hitting the ground running, literally.
Just three years later he competed in the New York Marathon, then went on to hold the world record in the Ironman competition “for one-legged guys,” he said.
For the Hot Issue, we talked with Doug Piersel, who was the president of Rocky Mountain Barbecue Association and led a competitive BBQ team, Smoke N the Rockies. He informed us what it takes to be a bad ass barbecue chef, and smoke the competition at one of the numerous cooking challenges throughout the front range.
In August, we turned our attention to our gifted children, including Janelle Goldberg who walked into high school at age 13. Both her and her older brother, Barry, struggled to find a place that would cater to their accelerated minds. Janelle had a lot to say to YS, “There was a time in fourth grade when I was like, does anyone else realize we’ve been doing the same for the past three years?”
We don’t focus on one niche of people, we include all BoCo residents no matter the age, size or talent in the kitchen.
Another presidential election, more republicans looking like fools, and democrats hoping for four more years. Luckily, Obama won office again, and with no chance of another election hit the ground running. Once again the nation was split, but an overwhelmingly number of BoCo residents rallied behind the democrats showing unity and intelligence.
BoCo also made some advances, arresting Marty Grisham, former director of the city’s information services, for the 1994 cold case murder. A company of former NASA employees announced plans to fly tourists to the moon for the low price of $750 million. A man was arrested for stealing gold fillings from corpses, and former CU golfer and Colorado National Golf Club was indicted for tax invasion.
Yellow Scene kept it light and fun this year, focusing on the coolest teachers in BoCo, and who you’d want your kids to take that shiny red apple for. In the same issue, we looked at how Colorado was implementing new academic standards and begin evaluating the effectiveness of it’s teachers.
We also looked at some of the harder work out rituals one could do, including some kick ass women who conquer the Iron Man, Tough Mudder and Crossfit. Not to mention our former associate editor Greg Cambell ditched the tennis shoes and hit the pavement barefoot for a new workout routine.
One reader took us to church when she couldn’t find Marshmallow Fluff, “I was very excited to see what looked like a GREAT recipe for me to make for my son-in-law (a peanut butter fanatic) until I tried to find Fluff,” she wrote in. “I went to Safeway, Whole Foods, King Soopers (2 different stores) and Target to no avail. Very disappointed that I can’t make this for Thanksgiving!!!”
Don’t blame us for BoCo’s lack of fluff, blame the health nuts who don’t buy it.
In 2013, most of BoCo suffered one of it’s worst natural disasters in decades. On September 9, heavy rain started falling from the sky and didn’t stop. By September 15, we had a record breaking 12 to 17 inches of rain. It’s something that ruined many homes and businesses, some of which are still recovering and rebuilding.
Yellow Scene started off the year right, switching the “Best of the West” issue from may to February, giving our readers the best spots to dine, exercise, bike, drive, camp and even get their teeth done, at the start of the year. It just made sense.
We followed up our change throughout the year with some thought provoking stories that were plaguing the nation at the time, but as usual we put our Colorado spin on them. In April’s “Green Issue” we highlighted the benefits of altering our lives to better the environment with the stories “A Fungus Among Us,” which profiled Nick Arnolds most effective recycler, “Unpaved,” a story that focused on getting more smart cars on the road and reducing our carbon footprint, and “Small Space, Big Idea,” highlighting locals who are trading in their extravagant homes for tiny houses.
In the same issue we chatted with Glenda Russell, a Boulder psychologist, who shared her thoughts on Gov. Hickenlooper signing a bill that gave same-sex couples the right to civil unions, but not marriage.
Following the year of the floods, as the community around us rebuilt their homes and neighborhoods, Yellow Scene was rebuilding its staff. With a complete turnover from the creative team, The Red Tornado, brought in a fresh-faced team from around the nation.
But in the few short months that an Idahoan, a Hoosier, a New Yorker, a Wisconsinite and a Michiganite came in with guns blazing. Redesigning the magazine, bumping up the online presence, and investigating some hard hitting stories. Oh yeah, we also took home some pretty awesome awards for December’s “Senior Issue.” Four of us took home awards for our “Options in Education” and “From Light to End of Life” articles.
Upping our game on social media, we invited readers to engage in conversation about our pieces. We still do. We want to hear about what you liked, what you hated, what made you want to jump for joy, or jump out a moving car. We do this for you guys.
But December wasn’t our only standout, for October we got Hickenlooper to take time and pose for the cover of our “Professionals Guide,” where we interviewed nearly every person running for office around BoCo, unopposed or not. It was a headache, but we did it.
In the same issue we talked to successful small business owners about how they are striving, and the challenges they face with “Secrets to Successful Start Ups.” One of the more memorable quotes from the story came from Snarf’s Jim Seidel who encouraged everyone to do what they love saying, “For me, I was never happy doing anything I didn’t love… If it’s work that is fun, then that’s a great mix for success.”
For 2015, our 15th year anniversary, the year of our Quinceanera, the year we could get a drivers permit, we decided to indulge ourselves with a lot of fun, while balancing out some important stories.
Our first decision was to highlight our community on the cover. No more info graphics or cheesy photo shoots. In our office, there are two constants: we have fun, and there is always music playing. So recreating iconic album covers for every issue of 2015, only seemed natural. So far we’ve covered the Beatles, Prince, Bob Dylan, Madonna, the Beach Boys, and Blondie.
We also pulled from our inner teenager and transformed our “Best of the West” issue into a giant comic book, where we highlighted local artists and investigated the comic scene in BoCo, and the surrounding areas.
In March we profiled two amazing girls who started nonprofits to help children with chronic medical conditions. Merry Yacht started the Bravehoods organization, that gives children with cancer hooded t-shirts to make them feel more comfortable with their hair loss, while Madeline Klienhan started Heartfelt Hugz that gives siblings of terminally ill children a day away from the hospital filled with fun activities and zero hospital talk.
In April, we looked at the expansion of the Boulder Bubble and what that means for residents now. At the same time we highlighted kick ass women in the marijuana industry, and whether sexism is prevalent from their peers in “Women of Weed.”
In May, both editors hit the streets of Boulder looking for the underbelly. What we found was two deer eating from a tree in a trailer park, and the “bad side” of Boulder could be considered the best part of some towns across the nation.
In August, we took an in depth look at the BoCo police stations, and how they are dealing with the scrutiny from the public, as well as looking at the disparity in arrests in each town. In the same issue we talked with educators about whether or not we are overworking our young children, and what it means for their well being.
And we’re not finished yet.
We’ve come a long way from our humble beginnings. We’ve moved off the yellow paper, and onto a full, glossy magazine that publishes 10 issues a year. We’ve expanded our voices from East County to Boulder and the North Metro Area. We’ve made a name for ourselves, and we aren’t going anywhere soon.
For 15 years we have prided ourselves a being your voice, and we will continue to be. Our magazines will keep landing in your mailboxes every month, with stories that stay true to journalistic standards. We are not compromising for anyone.
Our online presence will continue to grow. Our readership will continue to grow. Our design and writing will continue to grow.
As a monthly magazine, we have always kept our eyes and ears to the ground, hearing what people are talking about and reporting on it. This is not going to change. In a world where news is at the tip of our fingertips, magazines have to bring something new to the market. That’s what we do here: we bring you fun and engaging stories that have yet to be told anywhere else.
As some of our fresh-faced team moves on, and new people come in, we will make sure they hold our same fun, informative outlook on BoCo.
We aren’t going anywhere. You’re stuck with us.