Pimply faced teenagers (and the girls who love them), rejoice! Fearless Records' greatest and/or latest unit-shifter, Artist Vs Poet, will be serving saccharine at the Black Sheep on Friday, Jan. 16, with locals A Wedding Soundtrack as well as Vegas Baby and The Band Formerly Known as Prince. Just punky enough for the Twilight crowd, but still poppy enough for Mom to approve, AVP is poised to take the world by storm, for at least six to 12 more months. Not to sound so old and bitter, but they are just so damn young and dreamy, and I, well ... I am old and bitter.
Now, it's not every day that I get to contemplate the booming Peyton scene. But thanks to the folks at the Buffalo Grass Acoustic Society, the third Friday of each month provides the opportunity to do just that. Beginning at 5:30 p.m., folks get together there for a big potluck and a family reunion-style open bluegrass jam, followed by an open stage and a headlining band. This month's show will feature Grass it Up and will run non-members just five dollars American. The hoedown is set to go down "on Bradshaw, one mile north of Murphy," at the Cowboy Church of Peyton. City slickers can Google "15540 Bradshaw Road, 80831" for a map, or get more info about this show, and other scheduled events, at buffalograssacoustic.org.
I know this is short notice, but the beloved Eyes Caught Fire will be joining Denver's Young Coyotes, an unobtrusive pair of bearded indie/gaze minimalists, along with the Still City and the band known as Hudson Grace on Thursday, Jan. 15, at the Black Sheep. And fortunately, for those of you slackers who grabbed the paper a day late, Eyes Caught Fire will also be playing a free show, in support of the splendid Sounds of the Pikes Peak Region CD, at 6 p.m. next Thursday, Jan. 22, in Studio Bee at the Pikes Peak Center (190 S. Cascade Ave). Also on the bill is the spicy and seasoned talent of the salsa/samba/Cuban sol/jazz/fusion duo, Me and Julio, aka John Stone and Julio Garcia, who together and apart have been crafting border-bending music across the region for 20-plus years. More info can be found at coppercolo.org.
Speaking (a few paragraphs ago) of old and bitter, if you're going to be in the Denver area, or just need an excuse to blow out of this podunk stink-water burg, hit the Larimer Lounge (2721 Larimer St., Denver) Friday, Jan. 16, for the Omens' big European tour send-off. The Omens, easily Denver's finest '60s fuzz punk revivalists, will serve up some relentless "Martian music for the out west set." But to make matters that much more interesting, the Nicotine Fits, our own twisted version of "heartthrob" rock stars, will open. They may not be young, and they may not be so pretty, but I got dollars to downloads they would come out untouched in a cage fight. Eyes and Ears and the Outta Controllers are also on the bill, but I cannot vouch for their cage-fighting skills.
And it goes without saying that I will be at the Rocket Room on Saturday, Jan. 17, for my good friend Mike Clark's 30th day o' birth, to celebrate the death of his youth and the Jack Trades' new CD. If there were ever a local show that you would be proud to tell your grandchildren you attended, surely this is the one. Don't let little Suzy down.
So there it is. Smell you later.