Ignite Boulder last night was good fun. Cool presentations, good people. I got to play with slides, too. I gave a presentation called “Everything I need to know about journalism I learned from ‘Ghost Busters.’” Or “Back off, man, I’m a journalist.”
I’m hoping to get video of that eventually to post here. Meantime, thanks to @andrewhyde and @rande for the opportunity and thanks to all of the presenters for the entertainment and/or edification.
Some very funny stuff in there, a couple of eco-minded ones, a video game one. The only thing lacking to make it a comprehensive list of my interests would be football and beer.
@userealbutter’s presentation was the most delicious-looking. And she posted a photo of me with a slide, so I’m brazenly stealing it with a link to her wrap-up post and photos of delicious-looking corn.
I think one of my favorite reactions was this: “who knew journalists were this funny about, well, journalism!”
Makes me want to start hosting small salons or readings or something — like the old days, but with less pressure. I also got inspired by reading about the Boulder Fortnightly Club — Boulder’s 125-year-old women’s literary club. Read all about that in Sunday’s Camera, wouldja?
A few weeks ago, I started reviewing shows at dailycamera.com. One that I reviewed on Friday was Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Read the full Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros review if you’ve got time, but here is the relevant passage:
They are everything that the Polyphonic Spree should have been. It’s ten people on stage playing and singing their hearts out in some kind of semi-worship of their eccentric frontman, but in this band’s case, the eccentric frontman looks like Jesus and dances like he’s wearing poison ivy underpants.
One of the people who bought in wholesale early in the show? Ebert’s dad. In a mind-blowing turn of events for a show that already felt like a crazypants family affair, during the first song, Ebert waved at someone in the crowd and acknowledged him as his father. As the tall, white-haired man made his way toward the stage, Ebert mysteriously continued: “I’m sorry, Dad,” and they shook hands to kick off the show.
OK, so you’re thinking it sounds like a weird show, and maybe like I’m making some of it up. But then there’s the lone comment on that story:Continue reading →
Excited for a very Colorado music experience. I’ve never been up to Planet Bluegrass in Lyons, and I’ve certainly never been to the Wildflower Pavilion, but they both sound like places one ought to go, don’t they?
And I’m not sure I can think of a better way to experience them both for the first time than by going to check out these guys:
The next cover I found myself attracted to had the exact same effect on me — and I warn you that medical professionals and physicists alike would probably advise against listening to any of these back-to-back — this time, it was Jay Reatard – Gamma Ray (Beck cover)
Got any covers like this for me? Let me know here or @daveburdick
This week in Friday Magazine, we’ve listed all of the places you can watch fireworks in Boulder County and some of the ancillary events. For example, I plan on attending Boulder’s “Sesquicentennial Stroll,” a celebration of the city’s 150th birthday in conjunction with a celebration of all that is red, white and blue.
But last night I found what I am absolutely sure is the best 3rd and 5th of July location in Colorado, and may well be the best 4th spot, too: Continue reading →