When You Believe

A wise man once said, "When you believe, they call it rock and roll." That kind of summarizes how I feel about Denver's Strange Americans. It's weird that these guys are at once bona fide rock stars and really nice human beings. If you ever start to fear that rock and roll is dead, go to a Strange Americans show and you will be reassured. Thanks for having us at the party, gentlemen.

It was a beautiful Sunday of music at the Larimer Lounge. The gorgeous harmonies of Poet's Row ornamented by some delicious steel guitar. The ferocious drumming and fiery postpunk riffs of Wire Faces (whose inspired drummer/frontman Shane also played drums for Friday's Somerset Catalog show). U.S. Tygers, visitors from an alternate timeline where Nashville recognized the genius of "Sweetheart of the Rodeo."

Can't quite believe we got to be part of such a great day of Denver music. Won't soon forget this one.

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