The Problem of Leisure…

Written by  //  February 21, 2008  //  The Conservatory, The Problem of Leisure  //  6 Comments

..What to do for pleasure?

Am I drunk, or are the sidebars of this web site in italics? We’ll have to get the I.T. servants on that post-haste. At any rate, here’s what we’re doing this weekend!

CAP ‘N’ COLLEEN:

Thursday night there is an Anais Nin birthday party at IronFeather Bookshop
(4931 West 38th. Ave. Denver, Colorado, 80212, USA). Basically, everyone’s gonna sit in a circle and read selections from her work and talk about it and share and be big Anais-Nin-loving dorks together. It’s totally my kind of evening.

I really want to see Persepolis, so if it’s still playing this weekend, I’ll probably go. Look at me, talking like I live in Denver. I suppose this means my fantasies have escalated to full-on delusion.

Since I’m being all delusional and stuff, why don’t I go ahead and say I would go to My Brother’s Bar on Friday night to hang out with Dwight, the only bartender in the whole damn city who can make a gin martini just the way I like it. He’s also responsible for not once, not twice, but three times convincing me to eat Johnny burgers, thus ending my periodic vegetarianism on each occasion. Seriously. Go to Brother’s. Have a burger and a drink. Say hi to Dwight for me since I’m too far away to do it for myself. You won’t be sorry.

28 DEEP:

sleeping through the weekend…. until sia at the fox in boulder on sunday.

ANTON O MASIA:

Anton proffers a couple suggestions for Friday night
Only you can choose which destination, for you, is right

New Mexico, Utah, Nevada and California,
Bad Weather is most definitely going places.
Denver, don’t say I didn’t warn ya.
Show up Friday at the hi-dive
Listen. Feel glad you are alive,
And send them off with your smiling faces.

Aching hearts and troubled minds…ah, you know them. We all can use some smiles.
With some lyrical words to soothe you, the Cowboy Curse’s songs are menders.
And appearing with them there’s Mansfield Ghost, Still City and Blue Million Miles
To hear all four, this Friday, you’ll have to get yourself over to Bender’s.

IVYY GODLBERG, ESQ:

The Oscars are this Sunday. I’ll be watching from the comfort of Donnybrook Manor, where we have 1000 HD televisions decorating the walls of our pillow room, so I’m pretty much set. But for all the little people out there who have no pillow room, might I suggest heading to Colfax, and taking in the event at Neighborhood Flix? 25 bucks gets you dinner, a drink, and a seat in their huge comfy theater to watch all the gaudy dresses and fake boobs.

www.neighborhoodflix.com or call 303-388-FLIX

FATHER GUIDO:

Saturday:
I SPEAK OUT
Flobots at the Denver Public Library
Flobots will be playing a short set with composer and multi-instrumentalist David Amram, a longtime collaborator with Jack Kerouac, and Denver’s nationally ranked slam poet Panama Soweto. Seating is limited, so it will be a good idea to arrive early. Flobots will be performing at 2pm. Pick up your free admission pass at the Information Desk in the Central Library starting at 9 a.m. on Saturday. You will not be admitted without a pass. Doors open at 1:30 p.m., showtime is 2 p.m.

Sunday:
I’m gonna be dancing my ass off to Men and Hey Willpower at the Hi-Dive. Men is two-thirds of the awesome band Le Tigre (RIP). JD Samson and Johanna Fateman have been working on many different projects since the demise of Le Tigre, but in the form of Men they have become a DJ/remix collective. Hey Willpower is a sexy electro-dance setup from San Fransisco.

Fritz Godard:

The Chez Artiste is showing the Academy Award nominated Live action and animated shorts, and while I’m there I’ll check out the last critically acclaimed film I’ve missed The Diving Bell and The Butterfly.

Friday and Saturday round midnight there will be some Fear and Loathing in the Esquire

Sunday: I’ll be at the Denver Film Society’s Oscar party praying that one of the Best of Pictures won’t turn into this generations “How Green Was My Valley.”

http://www.denverfilm.org/filmcenter/reserve.aspx?id=6334&FID=42

ANGORA HOLLY POLO:

This Sunday, the innermost circle of Donnybrook shall meet for a secret roundtable Shareholder’s Meeting/orgy at Donnybrook Maison. The future of Donnybrook lies in these brilliant, superior minds, and shall be coaxed out with mass quantities of liquor. Maybe we’ll watch us some Oscars.

That’s all, my little Donnybrooklings. Go forth and be free!

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Angora Holly Polo is the Czar of Donnybrook Manor, moderator of leisure, purveyor of intrigue. You may email her offerings of gold at GoDonnybrook@Gmail.com.

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6 Comments on "The Problem of Leisure…"

  1. Truth February 22, 2008 at 2:05 pm · Reply

    Fritz! Yeah, it’s a relatively rare treat to catch those live action shorts, the animated ones too. Sadly, they are not shown so often. Some amazing stuff being made in short films…I think it’s akin to taking in a song instead of a rock opera or something.

    Also wanted to mention that if you are a Cowboy Curse fan, I’ve heard that this’ll be their last show for many a month as they take time to tend to other creative endeavors… so you might wanna get up and go. I’ll be there.

  2. Bang Tango'ed February 26, 2008 at 12:15 pm · Reply

    Was anyone at the MEN show Sunday night? I’m trying to see if I can pick you out of a crowd.

  3. Team Donnybrook
    godonnybrook February 26, 2008 at 3:17 pm · Reply

    Father Guido would have been at the MEN show if the forceful wrecking ball of Friday hadn’t been accelerated by Saturdays gravitational pull and thus cremating Sunday into oblivion.

    How was it?

  4. Angora February 26, 2008 at 4:01 pm · Reply

    We wear white tennis shorts everywhere we go. You? Let’s have a blind date!

  5. Bang Tango'ed February 29, 2008 at 9:03 am · Reply

    Oh how fun. You can usually find me sporting a cardigan, to ward off the chilly fingers of death, or sipping on a mint julep while adjusting my ascot in the dingy bar back mirror.

    The Men show was great. At one point I was dancing shirtless atop a ladder while spinning my duds around like a helicopter, to use the parlance of our time. It was quite fun prancing with the fairies for a night.

  6. Twyland March 26, 2008 at 5:15 pm · Reply

    Brilliant post.., brother

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