Once upon a time, Lipgloss DJ Michael Trundle was my babysitter. (Okay, not really)
If you're from Denver (or you've lived here for more than eight consecutive months) you know how small it can feel; it's like three degrees of separation between you, your favorite barista at Pablo's and your best friend from eighth-grade summer camp. Because that favorite barista is also your yoga teacher, your roommate's cousin and friends with your group of friends who moved to Portland together because they were in the same band.
Photo courtesy of Allie Huerta 2004: When Michael had bigger hair and I still boozed in public.
This is how Michael Trundle -- or DJ Boyhollow, one of a trio of DJs who began Denver's now-legendary weekly club night, Lipgloss, in 2001 -- and I should know each other. But in reality, our moms were once nurses together in the same ER. When I called him to talk about Lipgloss's move to Beauty Bar, I tried to get Michael to tell an embarrassing story from the chunk of childhood we sort of spent together -- but neither of us had anything juicy. Turns out we're just two people who both enjoy listening to Joy Division, grew up in Denver and like our moms.
Bree Davies: So, I told my editors that I have known you since I was born.
Michael Trundle: And they forced you to talk to me?
Shut up. No. I thought we could, you know, chat! About something. We can talk about anything you want. We don't even have to talk about Lipgloss, if you don't want to.
Well, it's part of my life.
And mine. But we should talk about how we know each other -- which is because our moms were BFFs back in the day.
Yes, and when I told my mom that I would we talking to you, she said to pass her regards on to your mom. She probably said it nicer than that. Maybe like, "Ask Bree how her mom's doing. I miss her."
I always joke that you were my babysitter -- which is kind of an exaggeration. Your mom was my babysitter. You were just at the house all of the time. Because you know, you were a kid who lived there.
Yeah, I was not your babysitter. I was out causing problems. Or I locked myself in my room and read all of the time.
Totally! You were the elusive weird older kid that I was partially afraid of.
It's okay. I also have heard you say that you were one of the first people to hold me after I was born.
I mean, we were at your house when you came home from the hospital. I was probably one of the first, twenty people, maybe, who held you when you came home. (Laughs) I have a memory of that -- I was pretty young at the time. How old are you now? Is that a question I can ask?
So I was nine. You know how you create stories based off of memories you have around a time? I seem to recall that. We should ask our moms.
I didn't realize you were the same Michael Trundle from my childhood when I first started going to Lipgloss in 2002.
Really? I remember you showing up at 60 South (60 South Broadway, first location of the then-monthly Lipgloss). I remember talking to you and I think that was the first time we talked to each other again, and I remember thinking, holy shit.
Lipgloss was on a Monday, I barely remember that much.
It was once-a-month on Mondays, and then we moved to every Monday. We did that for maybe six months and then moved to every Friday.