December 11, 2014 § 1 Comment


“Waitress in the Sky”? No. Pies and Porches? Yes.

September 13, 2014 § 1 Comment

The Replacements play their long-awaited hometown gig tonight. I’ll be a no-show, not because I dislike the band or couldn’t get tickets (I didn’t even try). Frankly, I’m indifferent, but given all the press and stories that my brother and friends have shared about their music and how it influenced them, I feel I must give their records another listen.

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The Powederhorn Porchfest was my venue of choice today. The bands, playing on front porches across a two-block stretch of Minneapolis’s Powderhorn neighborhood, don’t have the draw of a Paul Westerberg, but a healthy crowd of hipsters and kids and dogs came to listen. There was a woman with a VW bus from California selling balsamic raspberry pie. Art overtook some residents’ lawns. One musician clogged like a master. ‘Twas a dandy ol’ time and a suitable alternative for those of us without a date with the Replacements.

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My only regret in not going to the ‘Mats concert is I won’t get to hear “Waitress in the Sky” played live. I suppose I could have requested it at Porchfest. Opportunity missed. Lesson learned. Rock on.

Living Room Concert

August 2, 2014 § 5 Comments

My brother David and cousin Denny played a concert in my living room this afternoon.



Banjo and guitar.

Bluegrass, old country, and Dylan.

Dueling guitars

Dueling guitars

Covers and originals.

I wanted to call all of my friends and tell them to rush over for a listen.



Post-gig: musicians and road crew

Post-gig: musicians and road crew

Red Shoes

July 6, 2014 § Leave a comment

Moments captured on the final day of A Prairie Home Companion‘s anniversary celebration at Macalester College, including highlights from backstage, the sing-along, the campus, and the tear-down.

All-in-all, a fantastic, memorable holiday weekend. Hope yours was equally wonderful.

The red shoes

The red shoes

Forty Years

July 5, 2014 § 6 Comments

My childhood was spent listening to A Prairie Home Companion every Saturday evening when my Dad would faithfully tune the dial to Minnesota Public Radio at 5 p.m. Of course, as most children and teenagers through the ages, I never appreciated good music and performances until I grew up and got a little more culture. Now I can’t imagine our fair city and state without this iconic live radio program.

The little show that could celebrated its modest beginnings and 40th anniversary on one of the most beautiful summer days of the year. This evening Garrison Keillor and his crew returned to the site of APHC‘s first show, Macalester College. The entire campus is immersed in the three-day celebration, including the Great Lawn, which served as center stage for the anniversary show. Through Sunday afternoon, related events continue with music, conversations, reminiscing, and film showings. It closes with a sing-along in the gym mere steps from where it all began on July 6, 1974.

I wish my parents had been in town to crash the party with me and the hundreds of others who surrounded the grounds just for a chance to celebrate the occasion and enjoy a tradition we all hope continues for years to come.

Minnesota just wouldn’t be the same without it.


March 20, 2014 § Leave a comment

I think this was formerly a tangerine, but it looks more like a peach, which it’s not.

Tangerine skin


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Driving home from dinner with friends I heard this song for the first time. The longing for New York City has officially commenced: Elbow — New York Morning

Arts and Crafts and Jars

March 14, 2014 § Leave a comment

A wonderful exhibit at the Minnesota Museum of American Art (MMAA) Project Space features local and national pieces that muddy the fine line between art and craft. One of the more whimsical works is a Montgomery Ward tapestry reproduction of Paul Klee’s The Drummer Boy painting.

Tonight, in addition to the exhibition, the museum hosted a performance by McNally Smith students playing an original composition on artist Pritika Chowdhry’s installation piece consisting of 80 glass vessels. The jars were filled with colored water and played as percussion instruments that emitted a bell-like timbre. Calming to gaze at and beautiful to listen to.

Perhaps the photos will entice you to stop by and browse. It’s one of my favorite gallery spaces in the Twin Cities, occupying a corner of the historic Pioneer-Endicott Building in St. Paul’s Lowertown.

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