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So, you owe me. Yes, you, the reader of this review who will not have to endure the gastronomical atrocities that I, Christ-like, have suffered for thee. Before you start flipping pages or reviewing the table of contents, this is not a restaurant review. You are ...

I have never liked filet mignon. I don’t have much feeling for Armani or Chloe. And I certainly can’t stand Cy Twombly or that dude who covers castles and rivers and whatnot with white sheets...

The Comedy of Errors is not exactly known for being the most intellectually rigorous member of the Shakespeare canon, even though scholars, perhaps bored with several centuries of excessive analysis of the heavyweight plays, now project layers of new meaning onto the...

One of my high school teachers believed — decades before the advent of Avenue Q — that everyone is just a little bit racist. He claimed, therefore, that the best anyone could do was to be “actively anti-racist,” and I have always done my best to follow that credo. So...

A fierce and earthy Carmen stalks the stage at the Central City Opera this summer...

Samuel Avital speaks many words about the art he has spent his entire life perfecting...

The 54th Annual Colorado Shakespeare Festival kicked off last weekend with the ultimate tale of tragic teen love, Romeo and Juliet...

For 35 years, Philip Sneed has been hearing that the theater...

People often analogize the creative process to the reproductive one. They talk about the “labor pains” artists go through as they struggle to bring a novel piece of art into the world. They refer to “giving birth” to a new idea, painting, play or piece of music. ...

Boulder has plenty of places to drink, dance and jam — but people looking for laughs have been out of luck...

I remember the first time I saw full-on street performers plying their trade. I’m talking about jugglers, unicyclists, closeup magicians and the like — not just some shaggy hippie sitting Indian-style and strumming listlessly on a poorly tuned guitar. It was summer ...

Do parents still teach their children to “respect your elders,” or has that onetime de rigueur parental mandate gone the way of the dodo, cassette tapes and sex without the specter of AIDS? Judging from reality television and my last 23-year-old girlfriend, I’m going...