Let’s not kid ourselves. We all know July is when we start to become a bit unglued. It’s hot – so goddamned hot – and the city is overrun with those summer kids, now free from the confines of their schools and out there terrorizing the good citizens of the Mile High City what with their crabgrass music jam festivals and their smoking-pot, not to mention the eating-pot which makes everyone SUPER LOCO so that it’s like you don’t even want to go outside lest some kid start trying to steal your wallet to be able to afford another taste, just one more fucking taste. It gets to the point where it’s like, “Enough! When do we get to have something that’s for us? Not heathen summer rebels, but US, you know?”
Here’s the thing: WE DO KNOW.
Because when things get a little out-of-hand, when it feels like your world might be in disarray, the Grawlix is the port in the storm. In these tumultuous, high-summer times it’s important to remember what brought us all together in the first place: world-class stand-up comedy in a beautiful historic theater in the Queen City of the Plains hosted by “the best looking comedians that have ever graced a stage.” – E!
So lock the doors, turn the lights off, hire a sitter, and hope that the deranged, insatiable wayward teens don’t realize you’re out for the night because THEY WILL FUCK YOUR HOUSE UP WITH THEIR BLINK 182 PARTIES and come on out to the Grawlix!
This month we have one doozy of a show.
Via Los Angeles we have comedy rock-star Brandie Posey, formerly known as Apathy Spice, currently known as the owner of your heart.
It’s not very often you can accurately predict a bear-sighting, what with their wandering, foraging ways, but this month, we’ve got a guaranteed bear appearance in the form of Denver legend Chuck Roy. Yeah. That Chuck Roy.
Add to that mix comedian extraordinaire Mike Drucker, coming in hot off his Emmy nomination for his work on the Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon, and former writer for SNL, The Onion, McSweeny’s and a filthy little pornographic newsletter that he got in trouble for distributing at 30 Rock for its Communist undertones.
Haha. We don’t care, Mike! We don’t name names!
Except for our own. The Grawlix. Expect a motley pastiche of sets from us, a new video from Evan Nix and Adam Nix, general good vibes and NO DANGEROUS TEENAGERS. NOT ONE.
That’s the Grawlix guarantee.
Doors at 10. Show at 10: 30, $10 cash.
Be there. Be somebody. Lock your doors. Those kids are fucking everywhere