Back in March, I ended up at a show at The 7th Street Entry by accident. No, seriously. I thought I had read the band name “Green Death” on a flyer and was super stoked to see Green Death from my hometown of Des Moines, Iowa. It wasn’t until I was at the door that I realized that it was actually “Greet Death” and I had no clue what the heck I was getting into but it was too late, I had made my way inside and proceeded to be stunned by this band that night (read my full post about that show HERE!). Long story short, Greet Death announced they were coming through again for a show on Wednesday night, and although I quite literally just stumbled upon this band, I knew I wanted to see them live again so I grabbed and friend and we made our way to The Fine Line in Minneapolis.
Home Is Where from Florida was the first of the three-band line-up and the only band on the bill that I knew nothing about. My friend and I walked in just as they were kicking their set off and I seriously could not get through the door and security fast enough. Their sound had a very rough element to it but in the best way. They had a little bit of a PUP vibe but it’s hard to compare Home Is Where to any one specific act. A little emo, a little rock, a little punk, and a whole lot of attitude, I loved the energy the band was giving the growing crowd even though it felt a bit awkward at times. From their time spent pointing out the importance of pronouns (and using the correct ones) to their mention of mental health, something about the members of Home Is Where just felt a bit worn down and defeated. It was honestly a super heartbreaking vibe because this band is truly spectacular and I couldn’t quite figure out if it was part of their schtick, how they actually are, or just an off night. Regardless, Home Is Where has my attention.
Following Home Is Where was the one and only Greet Death from Flint, Michigan (not to be confused with Green Death from Des Moines, Iowa). As soon as they took the stage, I remembered why I was such a fan of them and why I will always refer to finding them as nothing short of a happy little accident. Their movie-quality sounds blared through the speakers and floated throughout the audience in a perfect way. Although there’s something super anthemic about their overall vibe, their style, like that of Home Is Where, is a bit hard to pin down. There are moments that are pure shoegaze perfection while others have a sense of intensity and angst creating a very punk vibe. Just like when I saw them a few months ago, there were moments of pure calmness and meditation in their set which I got lost in but also moments of intensity and power that almost snapped me back to life and out of my own head as I tried to plan out my birthday festivities for next week in my head. Regardless of if it was a moment of calm or one of power, Greet Death powered through their set flawlessly and, when all was said and done, I realized that they will continue to be one of those bands that I will drop anything and everything to see live.
Closing the Wednesday night show out was Foxing. Does that name sound familiar? If you answered yes, it’s because I actually just covered them back in March when they came through the First Avenue Mainroom with Manchester Orchestra. I admitted back then that Foxing is one of those bands that I never really got into but honestly have no clue why. I pledged to dig into their music but, if I’m being honest, that never happened so, again, I felt completely unprepared as they jumped into their closing set and had the audience (myself included) completely stuck in the palm of their hand. Like Greet Death, Foxing’s set was full of moments of pure mediation followed by intense chaos and freak-outs. It’s that perfect blend of post-rock, indie-rock, and punk-rock. Basically, they have taken all of the best elements of all of the best rock genres and blended them together to make a sound that can only be referred to as Foxing.
Going from seeing Foxing play the giant First Avenue mainroom stage to playing the more intimate Fine Line stage was my favorite part of the evening. Although their show was much bigger than the small venue, it made it feel super special for everyone in the audience and you could see that. The crowd was rowdy yet respectful. From those just standing along the edges of the room to those in the middle of it all, everyone was moving in some way whether it was just a nod of the head or a full body movement. Regardless of how you were enjoying the evening, you were enjoying it. Foxing is a weird band where even if you don’t know anything about them, you feel an undeniable connection to their powerful music and display of emotion on stage. I know I said I would dig into their music last time and I didn’t but, I promise that today will be spent with them on repeat in hopes of getting the feeling I had last night back in my soul.
Venue: Fine Line
Average Age of the Crowd: 19
Crowd Surfers- None
Mosh-ability- 4 out of 10
Sausage-Fest Meter- 6 out of 10
Stage Divers- None
Amount of Beer Spilled On Me While Walking Around- $0
Broken Bones- None Noticed
Spotted Flying Through The Air- Nothing
Fights- None Witnessed
Idiots Taken Out By Security- 0
How Many Times I’ve Seen These Bands Before (or at least how many times I can remember)-
Home Is Where – 0
Greet Death – 1
Foxing – 1
Celebrity Sightings – None
Overall Score- 7.7 out of 10
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