- The King is dead. But he lives on in spirit.
When I was growing up in the Springs in the 1980s well before the Amendment 2 fiasco, well before we were internationally declared home-base for haters and squares my cousins in California would always joke us because Colorado Springs was full of "Hessians," "head-bangers" and "metal heads."
And in some sense, they were right.
This weekend will essentially act as a tribute to the Colorado Springs of my pre-adolescence, where the metal was heavy, the grass was green, and the girls, well, they were pretty...
Friday night, Aug. 17, we will face pure '70s metal fury with the Sabbath-inspired dragonfire of Smaug at the Rocket Room (230 Pueblo Ave.). Then, on Saturday night, The Black Sheep (2106 E. Platte Ave.) will hold dark mass with Wretched Spawn, Cephalophile (yeah, it's a real word), Genocide and Hellstrum. And if that still isn't heavy enough to rattle loose your lead fillings, you can get another drilling on Sunday at Union Station (2419 N. Union Blvd.) when Cephalophile (look it up I dare you) returns with Spilled Innocence to help Hell's Eden and Grindscape pound the final nail into the "heavy metal weekend" coffin!
Speaking of coffins, on Aug. 16, 1977, Elvis Presley, the King of Rock 'n' Roll, was found dead in his bathroom at Graceland, his Memphis home. Ever since, parents have had the odd responsibility to explain to their children that Elvis is dead (and in many cases, had been for quite some time before they were born).
Now, if you really want to mess with your kids, just take them to Dickson Auditorium (151 N. Baldwin St.) in Woodland Park on Saturday, Aug. 18, when Elvis tribute artist MDT will be performing a "30th Anniversary Tribute" to our dearly departed King. When the kids get confused, just tell them that Elvis wasn't really dead after all! Apparently, he was a zombie the whole time! That ought to clear things up nicely.
Tickets for this posthumous party are $7 for adults, $5 for kids (under 5 free), with proceeds benefiting the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure.
In other news, about a month ago, Derrick Barnett (former lead singer for The Great Redneck Hope and overall nice, furry-faced guy) was intentionally run over by a car while legally riding home on his bike.
Thankfully, his injuries weren't too much worse than anything he sustained while singing for the Hope, but a broken nose and collarbone aren't cheap to fix, and the hit-and-runner surprisingly didn't leave his insurance card. Fortunately, all we have to do to help get Derrick back in the saddle is show up at The Black Sheep on Friday, Aug. 17, and watch killer sets by Colonial Excess, Autokinoton, Tall City and Paid to Lose. See, if you give a little, you get a little.
Finally, it is my sad responsibility to report the loss of a seasoned scene veteran. Aaron Shawn Murphy, (known to most simply as Murph), passed away unexpectedly on Friday, Aug. 3. Murph first moved to Colorado Springs from Michigan in the early '90s with his band Sick 'n Tired, and continued to be a major player by laying down heavy bass lines for Sugar Pill, The Regulars and eventually, the self-styled Jesus Murphy. Murph was a man who loved a good time, and knew how to show you one, too. He will be sorely missed.
That's all for now, kids. Better news next time, I promise!
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