I love the weekends. Not to brag, but our weekends have been pretty darn nice lately. This week and last week are restaurant week in Denver which (if you have the $52.80) is pretty freakin' fantastic. Last weekend was also Westword's annual Artopia event (for non-Denverites, Westword is the rectangle state's equivalent of the LA Weekly). So we have a lovely dinner at Linger and then headed over to hipsterville. I love crowds and I like going out so I had great fun.
We managed to shoot a few decent pictures with the new point and shoot so I thought I'd share. The first is of the two of us, the next is of Bobby Lefebre who is hands down the best slam poet I've heard. There was something uniquely disappointing about listening to slam poetry at Artopia though. Granted, we were in a club, but Westword's crowd is overwhelmingly white and experiencing white hipsters (who have a pretty serious privilege problem in general) talk over a poet of color speaking resistance in a masterful way was...fucking maddening. I am trying to give the audience credit. Other than us and the five other Latino folks that migrated to the front of the stage, most people probably don't go to Artopia to listen to social critiques and prose about racism. But, well, maybe they should.
We spent the rest of the night watching some pretty random performances at City Hall. Fire dancers and acrobats are less politically charged. Sometimes silly and fun is nice.