gimme indie rock

Grilled cod for dinner. Then I remembered I had scored free tix to the Lou Barlow show at the Larimer. His set didn't start 'til about 11, and Steph had running in the AM, so I solo trekked it. Lou started the show with a handful of solo acoustic numbers - 'Magnet's Coil', 'Natural One', 'Home'. Then the Missingmen joined him on guitar and drums (Lou triggered bass with foot pedals). The guitarist, Tom Watson, actually crashed on my couch at the Compound when he was playing with Mike Watt years ago. They played mostly material Lou's two recent solo albums, plus some classic Sentridoh. To finish up, Lou took the stage solo again playing requests - we got 'Skull', 'Soul & Fire', and 'Beauty of the Ride'. They hung out afterwards chatting - friendly folks.



Saturday morning I ran errands - oil change, picked up new headlights, and got the squeaky rear brake fixed. That afternoon we headed into Denver for the Westword Music Fest. Traffic was wonky around the capitol because there was some other city festival running concurrently, but we found a sweet parking spot. Had some lunch at The Cherokee bar & grill which was empty - we had the place to ourselves, a little creepy. After lunch we headed in for the Neon Indian set which was decent, but the crowd was packed with some phazed out attendees (the fest had started earlier in the day) so we retreated to the side a bit. Dirty Projectors were up next and they played a solid set of their avant angular quirk. They also succeeded in thinning the crowd so we were able to get a great spot up front for Superchunk, who ripped through their hour long set with aplomb despite not having toured for the past 9 years or so. We headed back home after their set, skipping out on the headliners Ghostland Observatory since that would have been a major drunk fest and Steph had a tri to run the next morning!



Set:
cool
detroit has a skyline
digging for something
seed toss
hellow hawk
punch me harder
art class (song for yayoi kusama)
like a fool
iron on
nu bruises
learned to surf
driveway to driveway
the first part
slack motherfucker
precision auto

(audio at: COTapers)

Sunday was steph's tri - another sprint, but a bit longer than the previous one. I got to the res just after 8am, and just missed her swim>bike transition, but caught the rest - she nailed the time she wanted and placed well within her age group!



Shortly after the race, the rest of the fam met up with us for a father's day picnic down on the beach. We had a great spread with fried chicken, pasta salads, cheeses (which got a bit melty in the sun), and this badass cake:



The rest of the afternoon, we chilled at home and caught up with some netflix - Pirate Radio, Fabulous Mr. Fox, and Crazy Heart.