We’re standing on a perfectly groomed Folsom Field during a gorgeous late summer Friday afternoon. There are no players to be found, the stands are empty and there isn’t a football anywhere in sight.
What do you hear when you play the Prince song, “Let’s Go Crazy?” Perhaps it’s a standard Twin-Cities-soul-inspired, Purple Rain-era groove with plenty of synthesized wizardry and gospel chord changes. Me, I hear the sound of liberty dying.
Looking at the musical landscape, you’d be hard pressed to find a New Wave band that’s been playing for 25 years, recording new and relevant material, writing TV theme songs and children’s records, and doing it all without…
There’s much ado about something concerning the upcoming theater season on the Front Range. This year’s got it all: Nazis, sex, murder, musicals, mid-life crises, Monty Python and transvestite nuns. From Longmont to LoDo, here’s just a smattering of what’s…
There’s a storm brewing in Carbon Valley, and it has nothing to do with a quick moving monsoon typical of the season. Frederick is mad at Firestone, and town leaders are airing the dirty laundry in public. Firestone says its…