My kids' big ass annual school fundraiser* is here. Here-ish. It'll be here on May 12th. Here's the deal:
Instead of selling you stale popcorn and porcelain Jesus', we throw a concert. A rock concert. A surprisingly fun rock concert. We have two school bands that perform, and then four or five local Denver bands. The Mercury Cafe hosts it every year. It goes from 6-2, and yes, Andy, there is beer. There is also wine and shots and martinis and dinner.
The line-up looks something like this:
- Our school concert band opens the show. They are all 2nd-5th graders and they do a 45 minute set of classical music. It's cute.
- The Denver School of the Arts sends over their Small Jazz group to play a 45 minute set. They are freakishly good.
- The Panic plays next. They are 13-15 year old who play in one of their garages. They are NOT a school-sponsored band. They play Classic and Top 40 rock. Sometimes they say a bad word. And you know what? They kick serious ass. They played last year and we hope they play every year.
- Next up is Falling Rock. They are also a Classic Rock band, but they are not 13-15. They were, like 30 years ago. The bassist in the band is the dad who came up with the whole idea for the concert in the first place. He is also my old neighbor and now a published author. They are fun and good normally, and by the time the get on stage they are usually pretty drunk, which makes them funner and gooder.
- Following them is The Reals. Most of the band are old friends of mine, which oddly enough has not one single thing to do with them playing our show. They are kind of bluegrassy-americana, and they are wicked awesome. They have played our show every year we've ever done it and have promised to play every year we ever do.
- And then there's this one other band playing. I really cannot tell you who they are because we are strictly forbidden to advertise the fact that they are playing in any way, but I can tell you this: They were nominated for a Grammy this year and they are from Denver. If you get me drunk enough, I might tell you who they are. I might also try to make out with you, though, so be warned.
*Now, if I were to directly link you to the website for it, you would have the name and address of the school my little tax deductions attend. You already have seen enough pictures of them to have their sweet little faces burned into your brains for eternity, and so, in the interest of not making it any easier for some pedophile to come snatch my kids, you will have to request a link to the website via email. If you don't already know it, leave a comment and I'll send it to you.