Life on the Mountain Music Road

Life on the Mountain Music Road

by Kimberly Nicoletti December 9, 2010 December 2010

Drunken encounters of the psychedelic kind It’s no newsfl ash that musicians put up with their share of drunken patrons. But it gets a little trippy when hallucinogens are involved. Springdale Quartet, a band out of Boulder, overlays its upbeat funk with progressive rock. It’s no surprise the outfi t attracts people seeking God via […]

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Australis: An Antarctic Ski Odyssey

Australis: An Antarctic Ski Odyssey

by Brendan Leonard December 9, 2010 December 2010

You have to respect Chris Davenport’s ingenuity and creativity, as a skier and a businessman. He went from downhill skiing, to extreme skiing championships, to being a ski fi lm star, to skiing all of Colorado’s 14ers in a single year, and somehow along the way, has not had to hang it up and get […]

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Letters – #174

Letters – #174

by MG Admin December 9, 2010 December 2010
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Desert Towers: Fat Cat Summits and Kitty Litter Rock

Desert Towers: Fat Cat Summits and Kitty Litter Rock

by MG Admin December 9, 2010 Books

I know it’s ski season, not climbing season, but this is my favorite book to come across my desk ever since I started doing this column. And climbers need something to read in the off-season. Boulder climbing legend and desert tower connoisseur Steve “Crusher” Bartlett has put together a masterpiece: The history of tower climbing […]

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TeleVision

TeleVision

by MG Admin December 9, 2010 December 2010

The guys at Powderwhore are defi nitely not taking themselves too seriously with their sixth telemark fi lm, “TeleVision.” In the fi rst 10 minutes, a scraggly skier asks during a parody commercial for TeleMatch.com, “Does your wardrobe consist of plaid, tiedye and corduroy? Are you sick of going to fancy restaurants and granola’s not […]

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Hot Air

Hot Air

by M John Fayhee December 9, 2010 December 2010

My buddy Pedro winked in my direction, smirked a mierda-eating grin and nodded his noggin Bobblehead-on-speed-style when I en- tered the Burro Borracho Cantina and Lucha Libre Emporium. “Well, I did it,” he said almost smugly as I approached. Despite every pre-purchase protestation I could muster, Pedro had just spent 242 hard-earned dollars for what […]

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