The second day of my recent excursion to Denver began with a trip to Buckley AFB, located in Aurora. Since I was officially moved from the Retired Reserve to the Army Retired List in December, I need to get a new ID card. Having some time to kill in a city with a nearby military installation seemed like the perfect time to accomplish that task without having to take more time off of work.After making the 35-minute drive to Buckley and getting through security, I then had to find the ID card office. After a bit of driving and an educated guess, I found my quarry. I then found a parking spot, grabbed a copy of my retirement orders, and headed inside. As I got to the front door, however, I spotted a sign taped to the glass, saying that the computer system that produces IDs was down, with “no estimated repair time.” I was reminded of the scene in National Lampoon’s Vacation where the Griswolds make it all the way to Wally World, only to learn that the park is closed for repairs. Sigh.
Unlike Clark Griswold, I didn’t have the pleasure of being distracted by a blonde in a red Ferrari. I was, however, looking forward to seeing a blonde with a red cigar box guitar later that evening, so the day wasn’t a total loss.
The Oriental Theater is a live music venue in the Berkeley district of Denver, a few blocks from where Ally Venable played the night before. It’s a very different venue, however. Originally built as a movie theater in 1927 and remodeled multiple times over the years, the Oriental is on the National Register of Historic Places. One thing it does have in common with Globe Hall, though, is a total lack of parking. By the time I got there at about 7:30, it had been snowing steadily for about 90 minutes, and showed no signs of letting up, so I really wanted to find a spot somewhere in the same time zone. Ultimately, I ended up parking about 3 blocks away.
After trudging through the snow, I made my way back to the theater, shook the snow off, and went inside. The concert information had said “partial seating,” and they weren’t kidding. Although it has a listed capacity of around 1,000 patrons, there were only about 400 seats. The entire forward half of the main level was open (and packed with bodies already). I quickly decided that there had to be somewhere better, so I made my way back through the crowd and headed to the balcony.
The situation up there was basically the reverse, with seats in the front and standing room in the back. I quickly staked out a spot against the wall, got a beer, and waited for the show to start. At 8:00 on the dot, the opening act got started. Unlike the night before, the AJ Fullerton Band, based out of Fort Collins, was actually pretty good (and played the same genre of music as the headliner—go figure!). The difference was simple enough, actually. The bands who played before Ally Venable were booked by the venue, while Samantha Fish booked AJ Fullerton for not only this show, but several other Colorado dates. You can do that when you’re Samantha Fish, I guess.
Finally, the moment we’d all been waiting for arrived, and Sam and the boys took the stage. One thing I noticed right off was that they all came on stage together. Every time I’ve seen her before, Samantha has always made an “entrance,” sometimes timed to the second after the band has started playing. Once everyone was in place, she picked up her famous red cigar box guitar and launched into a blistering rendition of “Bulletproof,” the first track off the current album, Kill or be Kind. She then went straight into “Watch it Die,” followed by “You Got it Bad” and finally the title track—and changed guitars twice—before even stopping to catch her breath. The Fish faithful, including myself, were floored.
By the time the night was over, we’d heard the entire Kill or be Kind album, along with a few older songs, including “Highway’s Holding Me Now,” off 2016’s Wild Heart, as well as “No Angels” and Blood in the Water” form the 2017 release Belle of the West. Finally, she closed out the regular set with the obligatory performance of “Crow Jane,” bookending the show with the cigar box. Of course, there was an encore. Finally, at my fifth Samantha Fish show, I got to hear “Bitch on the Run” live!
As soon as the band lined up to take a bow, I made a bee-line for the stairs, because I know how the lines at the merchandise table can get. This time, I planned ahead, and brought a professionally-printed 11×14” photo taken at an earlier show to be autographed, which now occupies a place of honor on my wall at home. Samantha was as gracious as ever, posing for countless pictures and signing everything from CDs and T-shirts to a fan’s white Gibson SG, just like the one she frequently plays. Through it all, she seemed more relaxed than I’ve seen previously. She was definitely in control on stage, as well. From the moment she picked up her guitar and asked “How ya doin’, Denver?” that theater became her world, and we just lived in it.
I’m not sure what the source of her new-found energy and confidence is, but I hope that it holds up. If so, this might just be the Year of the Fish!

Sam and her white Gibson SG

The Oriental Theater
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