Friday night, finally. I was running on very little sleep, a few beers, and lots of delicious Blue Moose dips and salsas when I got to Glen’s house. I was super late (as always), so I only got to skate rampy for a few minutes, but long enough to be reminded how quirky and fun this tiny sketchy ramp is. On the way up to Denver we stopped by Crisis to pick up Fuzz. I got a little shit for wearing shake junt colors (which I appreciated more than the Green Bay Packers comments), so I did a little photo shoot with Fuzz.
Shake Junt! (all night long)
After that, it was on. We made it up to Denver and hit up a pizza spot first…
After we got slices, it was time to see Glen’s friend Zack and his band. I’ve seen them once before, and they always put on a good show… lots of energy. The show was at the 3 Kings Tavern…
…where there is a vending machine with everything you could possible want for the night…
…Sun chips and clean white socks…
…also M&Ms and a cassette tape…
…and of course cigs, gum, and ear plugs.
Yup.
Next up: Larimer Lounge. On the way over, Glen and Fuzz tried to teach me how to talk to boys. I’m not sure how well their advice helped, but then again, I can probably use all the help I can get. Plus I was wasted, Fuzz seemed a little better off and Glen was sober, so they seemed like voices of reason.
First band: The Dig. I’m guessing a local band? Anyways, they put on a rad show.
Then, the main event of the night, The Henry Clay People.
And they put on an AMAZING show.
Glen thinks their lead singer looks like Cory Kennedy. I’m not sold on that comparison, but he still rocked it hard. And was super rad when I talked to him after the show.
Such a good show. Seriously. Their songs were amazing, and their covers at the end just sealed the deal. After the show I was rocked… all thanks to Fuzz assisting me with the double fisting all night. And the last photo I took for the night…
…pretty appropriate.
Ha. Jack – did you notice it faster than Glen?
