Monthly Archives: August 2021

I’ve long said that music heals, and I knew that Saturday night was going to be a catharsis of sorts. The Denver Day of Rock has been a staple of summer since it first began in 2009, typically falling the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend. It’s a day of live music along the 16th StreetContinue reading “Here’s to Life”

It feels like it has been months since my pen has hit the proverbial paper. It feels that way, because it’s true. Quite a bit has transpired since I last wrote, and while I know that writing is a form of processing for me, I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I’m not a fanContinue reading “A blockage in flow”