Back around Arkansas, I’d whined that all I asked for Colorado was a band that enunciated.
So of course, the Boston Phoenix’s pick is a house/rave mixer who deploys highly distorted vocal samples: Pictureplane (Soundcloud).
Meanwhile, you’re looking at that gorgeous yellow pepper, contemplating Colorado cuisine, and wondering: “Where are the Rocky Mountain oysters?” Even if I could find raw bovine testicles at the chi-chi-mart or the ultraluxe Kroger, I’d have to come up with an oven-baked version because I don’t deep-fry, and those low-fat modifications are never as good as the original. So I’m going to make a nice Denver omelet, following Macheesmo’s instructions. Read the rest of this entry »
Want to get sweaty?
Day 3 of the 






