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Even The Dogs Know Not To Drink Saltwater

Minneapolis was insanely busy on Wednesday night. Not only did you have a preseason Timberwolves game at the Target Center, but you had a sold-out Robert Plant show at the State Theatre and a sold-out Sting show down the street... Continue Reading →

Live It Up If You Rockin’ With The Goose

I've been on one of the most amazing benders I've had in a long time. From the magic that happened over the weekend at the Snow & Flurry festival to the surprise of Holywatr on Monday night at The Fine... Continue Reading →

Die And Let Live

I didn't know what mood I was in on Monday night, which was perfect since I knew nothing about the show I was about to see. Did I want something calm to help me wind down and recover after my... Continue Reading →

Just Let Them Shine

I talk about it a lot in this blog, but people, life is crazy. Shoot your shot. You never know where it may lead. I shot my shot by photographing and covering The Sex Pistols on Tuesday, and it paid... Continue Reading →

I Don’t Care What You Do, Just Do It Faster

I'm ridiculously spoiled by the fact that I don't have to buy tickets to all these shows I go to. I know how lucky I am, and I don't take it for granted. When I talk to people and ask... Continue Reading →

You’re So Stuck In Your Typical Ways

I go to concerts because I love seeing passion on display. I like to see people doing what they love and sharing it with strangers. I love watching an audience full of people singing along to every word and being... Continue Reading →

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 →

Dreamin To The Stars That Take Me Far Into Space

I hate to admit it, but walking into First Avenue on Thursday night, I couldn't help but laugh at the shirt the headliner, Cortex, was selling. It was a black T-shirt with big white letters spelling out "Jazz is Dead"... Continue Reading →

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