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ROCK-A-BRAC

westerbergGoddamm! Replacements video from 1981 in the Entry, unearthed at Twin/Tone. Young Tommy is a real punk maniac. Lorika and I went out for a drink at Whitey's tonight and they were playing some 'Mats – made me hanker for more. I never got to see 'em, so this stuff is golden.

Speaking of bands I never saw back in the day. Jason reviews the Minneapolis Pixies show, first show of the tour. What a stellar rock-n-roll moment. My friends just got back from seeing them in Saskatoon. There were still tickets available, but of course there's the crappy 14 hour drive. Only 7 months until their next Minneapolis show!

Speaking of Saskatoon. Brother Lane is taking a break from the blogging. May the TypePad lily shine peace and harmony upon you and yours.

Songs That Are Direct Tributes to Other Living Musicians at CHEEK.

I Hate 1984: Foetus in Fridley by Chris Strouth. I'm weirdly titillated to read him wax poetic about my high school stomping grounds, Northtown Mall. Related Fridley weirdness: I once saw Walt Mink play the Fridley VFW Hall. And a killer punkish band called Jonestown - anyone remember them?

Kate Sullivan has the best gig ever - talkin' trash about pop music on NPR!
Viva POP VULTURES.

What the fuck IS this thing? [via migwire]



Minneapolis is full of magic music. Check out Suicide Commandos - Burn It Down and The Suburbs back in the day, before my time. My time was the early 90's. How many times did I see Walt Mink, Arcwelder, the Hang Ups? 3 billion times, and it wasn't enough.

Polara - Ray of Light
I first saw Ed Ackerson play at Let It Be for a local Big Star tribute. This was when the Ryko discs came out. I, of course, came for Walt Mink. Wish I could remember what song they did - I was new to Big Star. Joey played a coffee can. Anyway, I left a Big Star and Ed Ackerson fan. 27 Various led me into the Minneapolis mod pop scene, but Polara - Polara was on fire.

Babes in Toyland - He's My Thing
The first time I broke my glasses was in a Babes in Toyland moshpit on the West Bank. My soul was dirty with love for the Babes. Especially Michelle Leon, the bass player. Kat's scream ripped a hole in my music world. (Oh dear... I think her scream even raped that hole. I'm so sorry but it's true.)

Soul Asylum
Zuzu's Petals
This was my first cool college rocker show. Soul Asylum and Zuzu's Petals (and Arcwelder?) in the Great Hall of Coffman Union. I'm not sure how I knew to wear flannel in 1989 - just felt right. This show permamently damaged my hearing. A-whut?

April 22, 2004 at 11:55 PM in Music | Permalink

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Posted by: Mike at Apr 23, 2004 11:20:15 AM

Thanks for linking to the Mats vids!

I was priveledged enough to catch the Replacements several times during my adolescent and young adult life. I even "met" the late great Bob Stinson and bought him a drink (probably shouldn't have done that) once at the Cabooze while watching Soul Asylum back in '91. Consummate fuck-ups. The whole lot of 'em. And yet, I loved them so...

Ah, good times. Good times. Thanks again.

Posted by: Adam at Apr 24, 2004 1:52:08 PM

The Pixies concert is also reviewed in the newest Rolling Stone (along with an article about Al Franken) but Michaelangelo Matos doesn't seem to be too impressed.

Posted by: Ciri at Apr 24, 2004 10:28:19 PM

That Michaelangelo, he's a tough customer.
I am sort of lowering my expectation for The Pixies; it sounds like they're not interacting with the audience much or anything. Still, how can it not rock a camel's ass?

Posted by: Chuck at Apr 24, 2004 11:50:34 PM

Pay no attention to the bad reviews... the *only* people who were at that show that weren't blown away are joyless rock critics like Matos and some other douche bag from twincities.com (I'm sure there are a few more like them out there). They're obviously not Pixies fans to begin with, so who cares what they think?

As far as interacting with the audience goes... I've never really understood the logic behind judging whether a show is good or not by whether or not the band talked enough or said enough witty things between songs. Maybe I'm naive or something, but isn't it about the rock? What do I know, but if you want to see the Pixies to hear your favorite songs played by one of the greatest rock bands of all-time, you won't be disappointed.

If you're a pretentious asshole like Matos or other like-minded rock fossils who think of a good rock show more as a production and less as an expression, and would rather see Frank and Kim holding hands whilst discussing world geopolitics between songs (or maybe as an hour-long second encore!), save your money for Fred Durst or something.

Posted by: JasonC at Apr 25, 2004 3:38:35 PM

Oops... upon re-reading that, I wanna make it clear that when I say "you" I'm talking about an imaginery rock fan, not you, Chuck...kinda sounds like I'm ripping on you. Rest assured that's not that case... I would never mistake you for a Limp Bizkit fan, either. (or am I being presumptuous?). Hah.

Posted by: JasonC at Apr 25, 2004 3:43:56 PM

I save all my money, and in fact my sweet sweet bunghole, for Fred Durst and the music industry at large. :-)

I guess the thing about the band banter is it's another level of connecting to the audience. You know, like they're excited to be there and not just cashing in. But yes, The Rock trumps all.

Posted by: Chuck at Apr 25, 2004 11:42:07 PM

Thank you, Frank Black

Posted by: Chuck at Apr 26, 2004 2:38:45 AM

I guess the thing about the band banter is it's another level of connecting to the audience.

True dat.

You know, like they're excited to be there and not just cashing in.

Also true dat.

The Rock trumps all.

I want that on my tombstone.

Posted by: JasonC at Apr 26, 2004 3:35:44 AM

People are forgetting that they never bantered with the audience. If you listen to any of their old shows, they don't stop to breath between songs, let alone yell out "Hello Springfield! We love you!"

When I saw them in Winnipeg, they were having fun, but they were all business and it was one of the best shows I've ever seen.

Posted by: Mike at Apr 26, 2004 9:31:06 AM

meanwhile, I'm trying not to be utterly devastated by this:

Guided By Voices calls it quits.

Posted by: Chuck at Apr 26, 2004 3:27:12 PM

I remember Jonestown! Woo!

Posted by: ryan at Apr 27, 2004 2:06:39 AM

yes, I remember Jonestown. I do believe they were the first band I saw in the "old" Speedboat Gallery on Selby Av. I never had their album, but I think Brian did. Didn't it have a tornado on the front?

Posted by: Rena at Apr 27, 2004 1:44:09 PM

Yep!
We're so old school. Or something.

Posted by: Chuck at Apr 27, 2004 3:16:51 PM

I'm actually trying to locate Jeffrey Jonestown.

I was at the Soul Asylum/Arcwelder/Babes show too... a pivotal night for me, for many reasons!

Posted by: Lisa B-K at Jul 1, 2004 2:21:17 PM