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It Works Against The Grain

We made it through the week. I honestly didn't know if I'd make it. Riot Fest definitely did a number on me both mentally and physically, to the point where, when Friday rolled around, I felt like straight-up death, but... Continue Reading →

I Won’t Ever Say Goodbye

Do you ever walk into a show knowing nothing about the performers and have your mind instantly blown? I'm not talking about walking in and hearing something delightful. I mean, that's always a good time and a goal nearly every... Continue Reading →

Fix Your Hearts Or Die

Thursday night was one of those nights where I couldn't choose just one show to go to. Two absolutely amazing lineups were happening, and luckily for me, they were just steps apart, so I did what every concert addict would... Continue Reading →

Just Feel The Rhythm Pull Us Closer

I leave for vacation on Saturday, and I should really be spending my time outside of work getting ready for it. There's laundry that needs to be done, cat food that needs to be bought, sleeping that needs to be... Continue Reading →

We All End Up Singing To Someone

Being a concert addict makes having a social life hard. I know that sounds so backward since going to concerts is a social thing, but think about it. When do you hang out with your friends? Probably in the evenings... Continue Reading →

I Swear I Will Ruin This

I felt like I was driving through a dystopian nightmare as I drove to the 7th Street Entry on Wednesday night. The smoke from the wildfires up north finally hit the Twin Cities, and they hit them hard. The air... Continue Reading →

I Don’t Want To Hear The Same Old Story

Saturday night at the First Avenue main room was amazing, but it didn't completely satisfy me. Don't get me wrong, the line-up was stellar (arguably one of the best line-ups so far this year) and the energy was on point... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I Feel Like My Wheels Ain’t Touchin’ The Ground

I head to Chicago today. I'm stoked to go on a little vacation and beyond excited to have the honor of covering the Bitter Jester Music Festival while I'm down there, but, per usual, the impending travel has me anxiety... Continue Reading →

Sometimes I Think All I’m Ever Doing Is Trying To Convince Myself I’m Alive

My friend and fellow photographer, who was also at the show on Monday night at the 7th Street Entry, put it best: "I have the crabbies today." It's as simple as that. I had the crabbies. It wasn't a bad... Continue Reading →

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