knighthawk@131j

I’m not sure if I’m just getting old and cranky, or maybe I was just spoiled living in Cleveland. But Denver’s local music scene is crap! I have seen a fair share of the talent here and it has been mediocre at best. This past weekend was the Annual Denver Post Local Underground Music what ever Fest. Pay 10 bucks and see bands at 4 places (all within a block of one another) all night (6-midnight) I think there were 30 something bands playing total. All in all not a bad deal. Infact I was pretty excited. Unfortunatly every band we saw completly sucked. Infact for the most part, it was pathetic. People would psyche me up for a band. “Hey you gotta check these guys, they are a little of this withe a little of that they totally rock!” “Right on man, that doesnt sound bad let’s go see them” And… they were terrible. That was the pattern all night it became very dissapointing. There was a band that I had actually heard some tracks of (munly and the somthing harlots) that made me think Hmmm they could be interesting. Infact the place they were playing (way to small for a seemingly popular local act) filled up real fast. When they started to play… You couldnt hear anything. It was ridiculous, people talking over top an acoustic band trying to play through a coffee house sound system. C’mon!!! The band eventually got frustrated after a song or two and I guess went out back and tried to play there but then got yelled at etc etc It was a mess. For the Grand Finale we made it to another venue for one of the more talked about bands of the evening. They were called “Mr Pacman”. Hmmmm, Who were they? Well, apparently a foursome made up of a bassist, drummer and then two others playing Vintage (early 80’s) synths. On top of that they wore radiactive looking suits and helmets. Not
unlike the Moog Cookbook but I wasn’t looking for originality at this
point, just some good Music. Unfortunatly we didnt get good music, Just a couple of guys ( I admit with alot of energy which was needed for the evening) abusing the hell out of these great instruments. They were producing nothing but trash! None of the songs had much of a melody, and the few that did went nowhere from there. Their cute little schtick of saying they were from another planet and they have come to blah blah got really old when they couldn’t back it up with their music. Arghhhh! Anyway, if it wasn’t for the good crowd and hanging with friends all night, the evening would have been a total bust. You know I just may have to get my hands dirty.