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Me and my crowd were regulars and workers at Paris , Muddy’s and Merc.
We were also regulars at Mary and Lou’s !
Those were the days!

Great Article - I definitely came of age in that scene. Earl Grey Shake is the bomb. My cohort Bret Sloan and I would play music together all around at those coffee shops. Paris, Muddy's, the Merc, the Market. And don't forget cafe euphrateson 17th uptown as well as my biddy's brief foray into that scene with his shop called Coffee Grounds on Emerson and 17th Circa 1993. Good times and less crowds. It took me near 30 years to give up the smoking habit all those places instilled in me :)

Thanks for reading, Jon! An Earl Grey shake sounds awesome right about now. I remember all of those spots, and imagine many of us here might've seen you perform!

Fun to read this! I lived in Denver '79-'86 & frequented Muddy's when I was doing some acting at a space nearby (I forget exactly where). I was just reading an article about Eric Clapton in Rolling Stone & Muddy Waters was mentioned as an influence - which reminded me of Muddy's. I was in Denver this summer 2021 & could NOT remember the name!!!! I know the area has hugely changed but I'm glad to have remembered! Loved the late night post-theatre show meals & music!

I lived in Boulder in the 80's and as a devoted bicyclist with no car my boyfriend and I would ride the bus in Sunday's to catch a foreign movie matinee (the theater name escapes me) and then have brunch at the Merc -- usually would have the Posole and veggie stir-fry--- always great to talk about the movie and make new friends in the cultural touchstone and soul-soothing atmosphere that is the Mercury Cafe

paris, muddy's and merc, all great places. I got 86'd out of muddies for some reason I don't remember. spent many a night swing dancing at merc, and endless hours at paris; it was chocolate, coffee and orange on top, I don't remember the name. I met Sharon Fisher at Muddy's, she was very much wife material, but who knows where people disappear off to in our lives. For all of us, there is a day - unbeknownst to us at the time - where we part, not realizing that we'll never see them again.

Does anyone remember the band Vivid Imagination from Littleton? I saw them at the Merc at least 20 times

Just stumbled upon this walk down memory lane (thanks, Laura)! This ephemera really takes me back to the Denver I loved. I take my Doc Marten and flannel-wearing teen to the gentrified city now for the occasional visit. She just looks at me skeptically when I tell stories of Rock Island, Muddy's, Paris, the Market, and all those amazing gritty hangouts that we now miss.

Hey Amelia! It's hard to imagine what was, under the veneer of what's here now. I always wonder which other U.S. cities today would compare to Denver of the 90s. And, ah, Rock Island! Memories.


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