Posts Tagged ‘ Magic Cyclops ’
Zach Heckendorf Colorado video, the Lumineers on Craig Ferguson, new dance music station in Denver, more local music news (Talk Talk)
By Julio Enriquez | April 5th, 2012 | No Comments »Don’t Push Play: Magic Cyclops steals the show on “American Idol”
By John Hendrickson | January 26th, 2012 | 1 Comment »Talk Talk: Pretty Lights works with LeAnn Rimes, Devotchka with the CSO + Clyfford Still, Bad Weather California gets signed and more news
By Julio Enriquez | November 17th, 2011 | No Comments »Obits of the rock ‘n’ roll kind: Saying goodbye to Magic Cyclops
By Ricardo Baca | September 1st, 2011 | No Comments »The Mile High Makeout: Charly “The City Mouse” Fasano brings his poetry back to the Denver music community
By Eryc Eyl | December 24th, 2010 | No Comments »Steal This Track: Able Archer, Le Divorce and an exclusive from Magic Cyclops
By eryc eyl | July 27th, 2010 | 1 Comment »Live review: Salesman, Ooh La La Burlesque @ 3 Kings Tavern
By Billy Thieme | April 21st, 2010 | No Comments »The Mile High Makeout: Through Being Cool
By eryc eyl | November 19th, 2009 | 2 comments
Devo are, in fact, men!
Last week, my girlfriend and I made a pilgrimage to Chicago to see my childhood heroes, Devo, play two of their classic albums – “Q: Are We Not Men? A: We Are Devo” and “Freedom of Choice” – in their entireties. We also explored the city and spent some time with friends, including Colorado’s own Magic Cyclops, the comic musician who was on a pilgrimage of his own.
The Mile High Makeout: Freedom of Choice
By eryc eyl | November 12th, 2009 | 6 comments
Q: Are we not fans? A: We most certainly are!
You’ll have to forgive me for being a little distracted this week. You see, I’m on a sort of pilgrimage. This particular pilgrimage hasn’t taken me to Mecca, Jerusalem or Salt Lake City. And it’s unlikely to end in my conversion to Zoroastrianism, Jainism or football. It is quite likely, however, to include energy domes and yellow jumpsuits.
This pilgrimage is based on a childhood crush that transformed into an obsession, and then matured into quivering [...]







