Neither snow nor rain nor sleet nor "negative bullshit" as the vocalist of Ginny & The Fizz called it was going to keep me from The 7th Street Entry on Thursday night. It was cold-- really cold. Yes, I know... Continue Reading →
The past two nights have reminded me why I do this night after night. Instead of spending my time being surrounded by thousands of fans, I was surrounded by closer to one hundred. People's smiles were warm and genuine. The... Continue Reading →
I was absolutely feeling my age as I entered the 7th Street Entry on Thursday night. The sold-out audience around me was young and full of life making me feel even older and more exhausted than I actually was. It... Continue Reading →
I feel like shows went from zero to sixty in the blink of an eye. That's not at all a complaint and I was beyond excited as my boyfriend and I made our way to downtown Minneapolis on Monday night.... Continue Reading →
I probably did no less than a hundred double-takes to make sure I was going to the right venue on Wednesday night. I mean, don't get me wrong, I was stoked to be at the 7th Street Entry because it... Continue Reading →
How do I put this nicely-- I'm back on my bullshit. Instead of just staying home last night, I grabbed a friend and we went to a show I knew nothing about. Thankfully (or unthankfully) she had done her research... Continue Reading →
I'm so glad to have my life back. Instead of spending my Saturday night binge-watching some terrible show on TV, I was able to spend it at a high-energy show watching people shove each other around while feeling the beat... Continue Reading →
I can not find the right words to describe how amazing last night was. It had been over 400 days since the last time I stepped foot in First Avenue and 7th Street Entry but that streak came to a... Continue Reading →