part of the community

You'd think I'd get sick of seeing shows, but lately there have been a bunch of bands coming to town that are worth seeing. And last friday we were lucky enough to get a little blast from the past by the name of Swervedriver stopping by the Marquis Theater. Steph & I got into denver early so we grabbed some slices in the convenient pizza annex of the Marquis then went across the street to some irish pub. We watched the Rox game on the flatscreen with a view of the stadium lights in the background which was kind of neat. Went back to the Marquis just as the opener (The Life and Times?) was finishing up. Swerdriver came on a short time later and was just as good as the other two times I caught them back in '93 opening for Ned's Atomic Dustbin and then the Smashing Pumpkins (both shows were at the Center Stage randomly enough). Tonight they played a bit of everything from their 4 albums along with a handful of b-sides. It was really dark at the Marquis:



set:
Sciflyer
Juggernaut Rides
Last Train To Satansville
These Times
Duel
Rave Down
The Birds
Bring Me the Head of the Fortune Teller
Deep Seat
99th Dream
The Hitcher
Behind the Scenes of the Sounds & Times
encore:
Sandblasted
Son of Mustang Ford

Saturday morning I slept in since it had been muggy all week and kind of threw my sleep pattern off. Then I headed over to jacq's where we made a nice batch of sangria and rode our bikes down to the Creek Fest and were part of the community. Got some killer BBQ at the booth steph was helping out at then we went to old chicago's so she could eat something besides bbq. On the bike ride home on the dark path we stumbled upon, and quickly turned around from, some homeless guy getting wailed on by some beefcake. There was already a group of folks around so there was no sense getting involved since the cops soon arrived.

Sunday we had a little Q at steph's then went and saw the new Indiana Jones film which was decent enough entertainment. We were taking it easy since the girls were all running bright and early the next morning in the Bolder Boulder, and I was dropping them off at the start of the race.

The weather on monday couldn't have been worse, it got cold and rainy for the race, but we all soldiered on, but left pretty after the girls all finished and headed to hillside for an indoor Q with the fam.