In last week's Music Monday blog, I mentioned Rolling Stone's â€œDance Takeoverâ€ mini-feature. Black-Eyed Peas producer David Guetta kicks off the section and LCD Soundsystem scores the majority of ink, but half of one page is dedicated to â€œFresh Beatsâ€, a chart-like breakdown of popular emerging electronica genres or â€œClubland's Latest Soundsâ€. Dubstep sits at number two on the list. Duh.
Metropolis is in trouble. A secret society known as The Great Divide is using time travel to suppress freedom and love among its citizens. Thankfully, heroic ArchAndroid Cindi Mayweather is here to save the day. If this all sounds like the plot of a science fiction flick, that's because it's inspired by the godfather of science fiction flicks, Fritz Lang's Metropolis.
Pot is hot. Especially in The Mile High. Captain Obvious strikes again. But if you thought pot was hot before, wait til you get a load of weed-themed striptease. Reefer Mania, the self-described â€œVaudevillesque Pot Operaâ€ now playing at Five Points' Crossroads Theatre, takes pot's hotness to another level.
Upon recently noticing that a Hawaiian getaway was up for grabs at a Lannie's-hosted karaoke competition, I began plotting my song choices. I've never been to Hawaii, but I loved Forgetting Sarah Marshall to death (and, as we all know, Hollywood's interpretation of a geographic locale is always spot on).
Troy Guard is a cuisine genius. The gastronomical mind behind some of the Mile High's most cutting-edge eateries (Zengo, now-defunct Nine 75), he's been my taste buds' best buddy since first bite. If I were Troy, I'd hire armed guards to stand watch over my recipe box 24/7. TAG, his current â€œContinental Social Foodâ€ experiment in LoDo's Larimer Square, celebrates its first anniversary today. Word is there's Pop Rocks in one of the entrÃ©es. Trust Troy and try it.
Mu$a is a master of aural kung fu. Two full decades behind the decks tend to facilitate that kind of skill level. Fittingly, Bruce Lee is one of his biggest influences. Lee once advised â€œBe like water making its way through cracksâ€; Mu$a follows Lee's counsel to a tee, perpetually filling the specific needs of each dance-floor he encounters. Versatility enables him to play everything from hip hop to dubstep, but also makes him difficult to pigeonhole.
Adam Arete had a dream. The Denver music producer's fantasy might not have been on par with Martin Luther King's, but it was certainly within reach. Arete was prescribed sunglasses in eighth grade to curb chronic migraines, but â€œsticky ickyâ€ does the trick these days. When he stumbled into Suite 420 of a converted warehouseâ€”the site of a medical marijuana dispensary called The Apothecaryâ€”recently, wearing a Velcro City Records hoodie and his now trademark dark shades (not exactly an old lady with glaucoma), he immediately recognized Daily Show correspondent Jason Jones.
Dave Tipper is a mad scientist of the aural persuasion. Certain tracks of his actually sound like the audio equivalent of chemistry experiments, with bass that bubbles up and gurgles inside the container that is your ear canal. Tipper is a laptop chap for sure and not necessarily the most animated performer in the world to witness live, but standing idly by while watching a DJ mix really isnâ€™t the point. Tripping out to his digital trickery is. If your eyes are jonesing for a spectacle, check out a DMC event or even DJ Swamp's pyromaniac @$$. If your body desires instead to get lost on the dance floor for an hour or four, then find yourself at Evolution of Sound 3 featuring Tipper and a small grip of supporting acts.
Can I steal something? I found it online and HAVE to share it. So, I'll give credit...it's from the Denver Post. Something about it made me laugh because it makes Denver look like the Old West still, for exampl...