“I think Berlin is the best city in Germany,” says Patric Catani, who collaborates with Gina D’Orio in the Berlin-based electronic agitprop duo known as EC8OR. “But it is also the worst.” On the surface, this statement is an obvious contradiction. But as Catani and D’Orio know, it’s also appropriate…
For an aspiring party band, Denver’s Askimbo has been known to leave the occasional listener in a mood that’s far from festive. At one cafe gig, lead singer/trombonist Howard Bridges II leapt off the stage in order to confront a bouncer who was getting rough with his roommate. And a…
Click. On KBPI-FM/106.7, morning DJs Rick Kerns and Kerry Gray are trying to determine why Kerns is having such a tough time getting “laid.” A caller suggests, “Because he’s an asshole?” Gray is exultant at having received a correct response: “That’s right! Because he’s an asshole!” Click. On KHOW-AM/630, Jay…
“When you talk American culture, you’ve got to start with music,” says Ray Condo, frontman of Ray Condo and His Ricochets. “That’s the meat and potatoes of this country. It’s the music that broke all the rules, and society followed. There’s nothing better in the history of the world than…
If you think that the content of many Denver radio programs flies in the face of political correctness (see “Obscene and Heard,” page 81), consider the roles assigned to female DJs, particularly during morning drive time. Women are not entirely absent from the airwaves from 5 to 9 a.m.: Corporate…
On the CD Fly, Fly My Sadness, the Bulgarian Voices–Angelite, a female chorus from Bulgaria formerly known as Le Mystere de Voix Bulgares, collaborates with Huun-Huur Tu, aka the Throat Singers of Tuva. The juxtaposition of the women’s ecstatic, deeply felt wailing and the bottomless pitch of the Throat Singers,…
The recent death of John Denver seemed to leave Colorado without a pop star whose resume included liquor-related arrests. But as it turns out, someone is already filling the gap: Rick Roberts, lead singer of Firefall. According to a representative of the Boulder County Sheriff’s Department, Roberts–whose Boulder-based group scored…
“What we’re doing might as well be an ancient language,” explains Tom Sublett, electric bassist for Denver’s Sanskrit. “Nobody says, ‘It might as well be Sanskrit’ anymore, but at one time that was practically interchangeable with ‘It’s Greek to me.'” Sublett, age thirty, and his Sanskrit collaborators (saxophonist Bret Sexton,…
When dance-music innovator Moby was first profiled here (“The Beat Goes On,” January 20, 1993), what is now called electronica was about as commercial as tainted beef. The rave scene was flowering, and techno–a now-outmoded handle–was gaining greater popularity within the club and party scenes. But beyond this relatively small…
Wayne “The Train” Hancock should be in the mood to celebrate. After all, he’s earned critical acclaim and the undying gratitude of y’allternative listeners for his first two albums of rousing, staunchly traditional Texas swing, 1995’s Thunderstorms and Neon Signs and the new That’s What Daddy Wants. His personal life’s…
The Capitol Hill neighborhood has gone through plenty of changes during the last 75 years. But on this Thursday night at the Denver Turnverein, a funky structure at 1570 Clarkson that has welcomed the city’s German population since 1922, time is standing still. Put your ear to the door beneath…
Fans and critics have identified San Francisco-based Kitty Margolis as one of her generation’s finest jazz vocalists. But Margolis herself isn’t ready to make a similar claim. “I’m not even going to try to say that I’m a great jazz singer or that I have anything more special than someone…
At the conclusion of “Guilty Pleasures,” an article that appeared in our October 30 issue, I invited readers to send along guilty musical pleasures of their own: awful songs that they can’t help enjoying. I was simultaneously pleased and disturbed by the flood of responses I received. Your good-humored letters,…
As you know, the current music scene is in the doldrums: Little new ground is being broken, and the bands receiving the most popular acclaim are either rehashes of old groups or the old groups themselves. But even as we head toward the low end of the quality cycle, strong,…
When last we heard from Vartan Tonoian (Feedback, May 8), the Russian-born entrepreneur was exulting about the closing of his namesake venue, Vartan Jazz, formerly at 231 Milwaukee Street in Cherry Creek. In his view, the club’s collapse gave him an opportunity to reopen at a bigger, less expensive space…
The mythology surrounding the 1969 appearance by the Doors at Miami’s Dinner Key Auditorium is as thick and obscuring as smoke from a magician’s flashpot. Historical revisionists like Oliver Stone, who directed The Doors, a 1991 hagiography of the band, have done their best to turn the late Jim Morrison’s…
Boom Christopher Paige, guitarist/keyboardist/vocalist for the Denver-based Society Burning, comes from a musical family; his father has a background as a percussionist. So how does Dad feel about Boom’s band, an industrial trio that eschews a living, breathing timekeeper in favor of a drum machine? “He hates us,” Paige says…
The London Symphony Orchestra Paul McCartney’s Standing Stone (EMI) Our nation’s classical-music critics have gone after this disc like a great white shark at a blood drive, which makes perfect sense: McCartney, who reportedly spent four years completing the piece, cheerfully admits that he can’t read music and acknowledges receiving…
Jan St. Werner and Andi Toma, the German duo behind Mouse on Mars, live in a world in which music is king and other matters rarely intrude. So naive were they about marketing that they had to be cajoled by record-company executives into coming up with a name for their…
Of all the fan letters received by Cary Hudson, singer and guitarist for the Oxford, Mississippi, trio Blue Mountain, one towers above the rest–and it’s easy to figure out why. You see, this particular note was written by Jimmy Carter and delivered to the band at an Atlanta bar by…
The first words spoken by Stevie Nicks to the capacity crowd at McNichols Arena on October 29 for the Fleetwood Mac reunion tour were, “Welcome to our party.” But for just an instant, I thought she said, “Welcome to our payday.” It was an easy mistake to make, given how…
It’s 3:30 a.m. in Paris, and Lee “Scratch” Perry is living up to his reputation as one of reggae’s most colorful–and least stable–characters. “My real name is Death Before Dishonor,” he announces in a gruff, wizened voice. “There is nothing I cannot do. That’s the name of my sword: Excalibur…
