Iggy Pop performing at the Rebel Stage at Riot Fest 2015, Denver
Arriving at Riot Fest 2015 in Denver, I can’t appreciate the certain irony of the “death before shorts” mantra that I live by. It’s hot as hell, and living by that code may, in fact, be the end of me. The festival is held at the National Western Complex and there is little shade on the dusty gravel lots. The only relief can be found inside the stadium where the Radical Stage is located. When the wind picks up or an impressive mosh pit forms, dust gets kicked in the air making trying to breathe an exciting adventure. This dry, dusty Mad Max–like environment visually explains why most festival-goers have bandanas around their necks. The resulting appearance makes me think of punk rockers cast out of a post-apocalypse film, kind of what like one could expect from a punk version of Burning Man, minus the burned-out hippies and steampunk enthusiasts. As I make my way through the assorted food tents and brightly lit amusement park rides, I eventually find myself at my destination at the Roots Stage to check out De La Soul.
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The Black Lips sit behind their signing table at Diabolical before the show, and get together for a quick photo. Photo: Talyn Sherer
Making the nightly pilgrimage to a rock n’ roll show is like testing the faith of a devout follower. The journey is filled with radically shifting weather patterns, miles of concrete terrain, and the flashing lights of the local patrol vehicles. Unfortunately despite knowing that they are around, it does nothing to sooth my anxiety, and rather, it extenuates it. It is at my destination, Urban Lounge, where my guard is relaxed as I am surrounded my other weary but excited travelers. Though we are strangers, our sub-cultural tastes and style of leather and denim easily identify us as like-minded, for it is clear that we are here for the same reason: To be delivered a fast, raw and furious sermon from The Black Lips, The Coathangers and local act Holy Water Buffalo. Hopefully, we’ll save our immortal souls, by damning them to a frenzied filled night of rock n’ roll.
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