One of my favorite things to witness from an audience is when a single, talented musician starts looping their different sounds and within a few moments, it’s as if a full band has appeared on stage with them. 

“Drumming is primeval. Drums were the first instrument. Before music, people were banging things together. —Topper Headon, drummer, The Clash 

Steep, rocky mountainsides apparently don’t like it when mountain bikers skid down them for hundreds of vertical feet. They bristle at getting their faces peeled off. Rocky mountainsides retaliate by inflicting flesh wounds and flat tires. 

“He’s one of the best living bass players in the world!” exclaimed a random tourist as I was hanging posters for our upcoming Victor Wooten Trio show at the Sheridan Opera House. 

Ziek McCarter is one of the most dynamic front men performing in music today, and he will be shucking, jiving, spinning and singing tonight (Thursday) when his band Con Brio takes the stage at Club Red at 8 p.m. 

I’ve spent the last week grappling with the fact that it’s already August and wondering to myself, where has this summer gone? 

It is a special jazz edition of the Telluride Art Walk tonight (Thursday), in honor of the annual festival in town this weekend, and one artist has mounted a show at Telluride Arts’ HQ Gallery that (regardless of whether he planned it this way) seems ideally suited to this moody, melancholy,…

The summer after I graduated high school, I begged my mom to take me to the Taos Solar Music Festival so I could see Michael Franti & Spearhead. My love for his music and his message were at an all-time high, and he was playing just a short drive south of my hometown. 

 “Vinyl is the real deal. I’ve always felt like, until you buy the vinyl record, you don’t really own the album. And it’s not just me or a little pet thing or some kind of retro romantic thing from the past. It is still alive.” 

“Drumming is primeval. Drums were the first instrument. Before music, people were banging things together. —Topper Headon, drummer, The Clash 

Steep, rocky mountainsides apparently don’t like it when mountain bikers skid down them for hundreds of vertical feet. They bristle at getting their faces peeled off. Rocky mountainsides retaliate by inflicting flesh wounds and flat tires. 

“He’s one of the best living bass players in the world!” exclaimed a random tourist as I was hanging posters for our upcoming Victor Wooten Trio show at the Sheridan Opera House. 

Ziek McCarter is one of the most dynamic front men performing in music today, and he will be shucking, jiving, spinning and singing tonight (Thursday) when his band Con Brio takes the stage at Club Red at 8 p.m. 

I’ve spent the last week grappling with the fact that it’s already August and wondering to myself, where has this summer gone? 

It is a special jazz edition of the Telluride Art Walk tonight (Thursday), in honor of the annual festival in town this weekend, and one artist has mounted a show at Telluride Arts’ HQ Gallery that (regardless of whether he planned it this way) seems ideally suited to this moody, melancholy,…

The summer after I graduated high school, I begged my mom to take me to the Taos Solar Music Festival so I could see Michael Franti & Spearhead. My love for his music and his message were at an all-time high, and he was playing just a short drive south of my hometown. 

 “Vinyl is the real deal. I’ve always felt like, until you buy the vinyl record, you don’t really own the album. And it’s not just me or a little pet thing or some kind of retro romantic thing from the past. It is still alive.” 

It’s not normally advisable to stand in the middle of a street and linger, but the other day another man and I did this very thing. We found it’s OK to toss caution to the wind, to fly the highway to the danger zone, if you’re on Columbia Avenue in mid-afternoon when the elementary school is…