I have just be informed by my father that I will be attending a techno concert at Red Rocks this Saturday. I have also been informed that I will not only be attending, but will be backstage, meeting the bands, and sitting in while my father interviews them. Lotus, Mimosa, and The Glitch Mob. Holy fucking shit, I love my father.
FreeRaveFreeRaveFreeRaveFreeRaveFreeRaveOMGOMGOMG
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Seeing Shows
I love theaters on Colfax Avenue in Denver. There's the Fillmore, the Ogden, and the Oriental. I've been to them all. I love them because Colfax is the gritty part of town, where you no longer run into 40-year old women with too much money and time to blow due to their recent divorces who are trying to drown their sorrows with margarita mix and Broadway music. No, the theaters on Colfax are where one journeys to see rock concerts.
The local/indie-underground-you-have-to-be-a-hipster-to-know-about-them bands play the Oriental. It's this dingey little place with an ok stage but a sweet sound system. I went to a rave there once. The bigger bands play the Ogden Theater, which is where I was last night, moshing my heart out to Fun and Panic! At The Disco (pictures here) But the super huge bands go to the Fillmore. Ke-dollarsign-ha played there, so did Green Day, and Tech N9ne is coming on Saturday. There are purple chandeliers there, and my friend plays roller derby there every Friday.
Out of all concerts, summer concerts are the best concerts, if you ask me. And I've been to quite a few concerts.
You leave the theater trembling because the sound guy mixed the bass was way too hot, and you can still feel each note thrumming through your chest like it's trying to cancel out your heartbeat. I love that feeling. Your body sways slightly as you move because you had grown accustomed to moving with the crowd inside, and left on its own, your bones are inclined to continue doing so, even when the crowd has gone. You stumble, half-deaf, through the streets trying to find your car and to anyone who doesn't know the experience that you just came out of, you look like a mental patient looking for crack. I love that feeling too.
Anyway. I'm rather excited for the rest of the shows I'm seeing this summer :) I know I'm not the only musical soul-child out there, you guys know the way concerts kick ass.
Happy cupcakes,
Julia
The local/indie-underground-you-have-to-be-a-hipster-to-know-about-them bands play the Oriental. It's this dingey little place with an ok stage but a sweet sound system. I went to a rave there once. The bigger bands play the Ogden Theater, which is where I was last night, moshing my heart out to Fun and Panic! At The Disco (pictures here) But the super huge bands go to the Fillmore. Ke-dollarsign-ha played there, so did Green Day, and Tech N9ne is coming on Saturday. There are purple chandeliers there, and my friend plays roller derby there every Friday.
Out of all concerts, summer concerts are the best concerts, if you ask me. And I've been to quite a few concerts.
You leave the theater trembling because the sound guy mixed the bass was way too hot, and you can still feel each note thrumming through your chest like it's trying to cancel out your heartbeat. I love that feeling. Your body sways slightly as you move because you had grown accustomed to moving with the crowd inside, and left on its own, your bones are inclined to continue doing so, even when the crowd has gone. You stumble, half-deaf, through the streets trying to find your car and to anyone who doesn't know the experience that you just came out of, you look like a mental patient looking for crack. I love that feeling too.
Anyway. I'm rather excited for the rest of the shows I'm seeing this summer :) I know I'm not the only musical soul-child out there, you guys know the way concerts kick ass.
Happy cupcakes,
Julia
Monday, June 27, 2011
Ahhhhh Fuck it.
I made it a month! Well, not even a month. Ha, that's a tad pathetic.
But I can't take this anymore! My life and ridiculous thoughts must be documented!! And let's face it, I'm a shit photographer. I'll still be taking pictures, but hell, I need to continue this blog as well. I'll just double up :) It's summer, it's not like I have anything better to do.
Well, actually, I have... see, I landed a job costume managing for a professional Shakespearian acting festival and it's camp this summer. Booyah. Still won't be getting paid, but hey, it's something to do...
Anyway. Good to see you again. Missed you. Missed you very much. Glad to be back.
-Julia
But I can't take this anymore! My life and ridiculous thoughts must be documented!! And let's face it, I'm a shit photographer. I'll still be taking pictures, but hell, I need to continue this blog as well. I'll just double up :) It's summer, it's not like I have anything better to do.
Well, actually, I have... see, I landed a job costume managing for a professional Shakespearian acting festival and it's camp this summer. Booyah. Still won't be getting paid, but hey, it's something to do...
Anyway. Good to see you again. Missed you. Missed you very much. Glad to be back.
-Julia
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