Martini

A Colorado music junkie. Moved here from San Francisco, where I was a California music junkie.

R.I.P. Sharon Jones

Sharon Jones was the living embodiment of dancing in the face of death. I was lucky enough to see her strut her shit across the stage multiple times, but I’m so glad I was able to introduce my dad to her talent when she played with Valerie June a couple years back, as well as witness her steal the show from… Read more →

Steven Wilson. Gothic Theatre. 11.12.16

Steven Wilson. Gothic Theatre. 11.12.16 Images of pigeons, pecking their lives away atop buildings, were transitioned into various street scenes around London, as Adam Holzman set the stage at the Gothic Theatre with “First Regret”. The rest of the band appeared one by one, while the ominous keyboard sounds silenced the sold-out crowd. We had all become voyeurs peeking into… Read more →

Goodbye to the legendary Leonard Cohen

It was 1988 when my dad brought home the I’m Your Man CD. I was used to him listening to classic rock, contemporary country, and (don’t judge him) Michael Bolton, so my 11-year-old ears were not prepared for the sounds of L. Cohen. That booming voice, the angelic backup singers, the horns and the poetry. My friends and I would play… Read more →

Tool. Pepsi Center. 10.26.16

Tool. Pepsi Center. 10.26.16 Sometimes it is nearly impossible to remove yourself from your surroundings when attending a concert in a giant corporate arena. While others times, suspension of disbelief is achieved effortlessly. When it comes to a Tool show, the venue itself literally ceases to exist. That was the case at the Pepsi Center last night. Hypnotized by Can Buyukberber’s… Read more →

Margo Price. Bluebird Theater. 10.24.16

Margo Price. Bluebird Theater. 10.24.16 We were in Nashville, Tennessee exactly one year ago today. A group of us decided to book a mini-vacation around Jason Isbell’s residency at the famous Ryman Auditorium. My wife and I were among the first to arrive in the city and our Airbnb in East Nashville wasn’t quite ready for check-in, so we decided… Read more →

Kanye West. Oracle Arena. 10.22.16

Kanye West. Oracle Arena. 10.22.16 The sounds of hydraulic machinery filled Oracle Arena, as the stench of dirt weed mingled with the faux fog that had been pumping into the air over the past two hours. The opening samples of “Father Stretch My Hands Pt. 1” were slowed down and turned elastic, thus leaving alien chemtrails of sound in the… Read more →

Miguel. Boulder Theater. 10.11.16

Miguel. Boulder Theater. 10.11.16 As the lights slowly dimmed around the venue, the Boulder Theater became Miguel’s bedroom. A panel of screens reflected all the stars in the cosmos, while a voice called for sacrifice to the void, because in the end, “we’re all gonna die young.” Laughing in the face of mortality, as only the young can do, the mostly… Read more →