| by Mike Sheahan   Welcome 
                  back to the Goods, the weekly entertainment patrol that couldn’t 
                  be more excited that one of the greatest weekends in professional 
                  golf is upon us. Not only will this year’s Masters Tournament 
                  answer many questions such as “Will Tiger Woods win an 
                  unprecedented third Masters title in a row?” or “Is 
                  Phil Mickelson really that bad of a Sunday golfer?” but 
                  it provides a glimmer of hope that Martha Burk may ride off 
                  into the sunset for a while. Even if you are not a golf fan, 
                  you may want to tune in to see Burk’s organization protesting 
                  Augusta National alongside such other “respectable” 
                  groups as the Ku Klux Klan. It should make for funny TV even 
                  though humor is not intended. Those not into televised golf have plenty of other options 
                  for weekend entertainment, as this week brings us the ninth 
                  annual Durango Bluegrass Meltdown, a three-day extravaganza 
                  that features seemingly round-the-clock authentic live bluegrass 
                  music.  Before I moved to Durango, I was very excited to be coming 
                  into what I supposed was a thriving bluegrass world. I figured, 
                  from my sea level world of punk rock and cigarettes, that the 
                  Colorado high-altitude lifestyle coupled with our proximity 
                  to the various western music meccas would result in a banjo 
                  or mandolin player in every house.  I was close, but I was saddened when I realized that what is 
                  often called bluegrass in these parts is often far from it. 
                  That’s why I’m so glad we have such a thing as the 
                  Meltdown each year. Most of the bands who perform at the festival 
                  play a traditional style of bluegrass that will provide sweet 
                  relief for our “newgrass” saturated ears. Sure, 
                  some band might break out an electric bass here or there, but 
                  the odds of seeing a drum kit are slim to none.  Besides concerts, other events will be happening all over downtown. 
                  Look for workshops, showcases and star-studded jam sessions. 
                  This is truly THE weekend in Durango for acoustic music lovers. 
                  Passes can be purchased for the whole weekend or for Saturday 
                  only or Sunday only. Check out www.durangomeltdown.com to fill 
                  in the blanks. There is plenty of bluegrass fun to be had outside the official 
                  Meltdown world this weekend as well. Here is my quick guide 
                  for that kind of fun. On Friday, April 11, the local bluegrass 
                  band Badly Bent will be playing at Steamworks at 9 p.m. O.K., 
                  I realize they play at Steamworks once a month, but in my mind 
                  they’re the best local thing going and why not start the 
                  weekend with a sure bet. On Saturday, from 1 p.m.. to 7 p.m., Storyville hosts the Meltdown-related 
                  bluegrass Band Competition. It seems that six to eight bands 
                  will perform and compete for the grand prize of a headlining 
                  gig in next year’s Meltdown. This is a good chance to 
                  turn out and see the big fish in the small pond of tomorrow. 
                  Later that same night, the Denver bluegrass act Fret Knot takes 
                  the stage at the Summit. This is a band that tends to blur the 
                  line between blue and “new” grass but maintains 
                  enough of the traditional elements to keep me interested. Oh 
                  yeah, recent Durango expatriate J.J. will be in the crowd folks, 
                  and that’s worth the five bucks alone. If, by the end of the weekend, all this live music doesn’t 
                  leave you wondering if you aren’t watching enough TV, 
                  then you’re doing something wrong; get out and get it 
                  while you can. If you follow this column, then you know how I feel about tribute 
                  bands. The act is best left to the cartoon bands like KISS, 
                  where the actual members take a back seat to the spectacle, 
                  or the truly great. The Beatles, obviously, fall into the latter 
                  category. On Wednesday, April 26, Beatles fans will have a chance 
                  to see for themselves when The Fab Four bring their show to 
                  the concert hall at Fort Lewis. From the looks of their Web 
                  site, it seems the band’s persona is of the early lovable 
                  mop tops and not the drug-addled hippies of late, which leaves 
                  me wondering if they do any post “Revolver” songs. 
                  That would be weird. I can only guess there is a costume change, 
                  but see for yourself.  This Week’s Sign the End is Near: If K.U. had made only 
                  50 percent of their free throws (a paltry number by high-school 
                  standards) in the NCAA national championship, the game would’ve 
                  been a blow-out in Kansas’ favor. Instead, they chose 
                  to miss nearly every shot from the line in the second half. 
                 It has been said that the big games are won or lost from the 
                  line but I never gave that thought much credence. In this case 
                  though, it seems to be true.   This 
                  Week’s Album to Add To Your Collection: Lucinda Williams 
                  has been on a tear of late. As someone known for putting out 
                  an album every four years or so, her third release in five years 
                  is cause for celebration. Her latest, “World Without Tears,” 
                  is far superior to last year’s disappointing release, 
                  “Essence.”
 “Essence” was monotonous and lacked the teeth or 
                  sweetness that her best recordings possess. “World Without 
                  Tears” has it all—from the stomping blues of “Atonement,” 
                  a song about driving out demons real or imagined, to the incredibly 
                  sexy “Righteously.” I dare any one with a pulse 
                  to not be excited by this record. The only problem is the record 
                  might be three songs too long. The last three (one of which 
                  gives the record its unfortunate title) seem tossed on and unfinished. 
                  Don’t let that stop you from buying this record-the first 
                  ten songs are easily worth your 18 bucks. Are you having a baby? mpsheahan@yahoo.com 
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