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Originally from Iowa, band will go retro, via Minneapolis, to play The Willow

Thursday, April 28th, 2016

Retro is as retro does … and sings … and drinks … throughout the tri-state area:
– Who knows, they may be the hottest act to come out of Iowa since Slipknot, although the genre is definitely different, and they get their name from a classic tractor built much nearer to Burkhardt, where they play the Willow River Saloon on Saturday night, April 30. The Minneapolis Molines are made up of various ages but say they are definitely retro country, playing songs from the 1980s and ’90s, the latter being their key influence. They hail from eastern Iowa and were formed, their online site says, in year “201.” Now that’s old enough to be way beyond retro, although they describe themselves as the hottest such quintet “in the tri-state area,” with four different people on vocals. Members include Todd Ellis on guitar and vocals, Joel Thielen on drums, Mark McGranahan on lead guitar and vocals, Bill George on fiddle, guitar and vocals, and Jimmy Welty on bass and vocals.
– The retro theme prevails with one of the liquor choices advertised at Dick’s Bar and Grill, the Lagunitas IPA that shows a retro-or-even-earlier dressed woman with jean shorts sitting on the hood of a classic car.
– The subtle haromonies of The Way Out will take over Dick’s Bar and Grill on Friday evening. An example given by listener Kim from their last gig here was a cover of Very Superstitious, where there obviously was no horn section, but it was replaced by funky guitar chords here and there. In the reverse of many groups, their sound got rockier in the later sets. There also was a keyboardist-guitarist who took over on bongos on occasion to provide percussion and some flourishes at the end of songs.

Post-Prince grieving leads to a run on things using the jukebox, open mic

Thursday, April 28th, 2016

All around town, they indeed partied like its 1999, and I think Prince was looking down proudly:

– A regular at Green Mill put it this way: Prince’s guitar work was second only to Eric Clapton. (But both had a “Cream” connection, as far as names).
– Early on Saturday night, Prince songs filled the local jukeboxes — to the point that some said they tired of it and one group of people even debated whether to play them for the length of two typical verses — but as the hours moved past midnight, the choices were down to about every-other-song. That didn’t stop one deejay from making a dedication: “Here’s to my man Prince.”
– The One-Man-Band, Jeff Loven, performed a tribute, including doing Purple Rain by request for a second time as his encore, and partway through said to the bartender it maybe wasn’t worthy, to which he got a prolonged thumbs up of outright approval.
– Even as late as Wednesday night, peoples’ choices on jukeboxes were showing their true colors, from the first word listed. Noteworthy were Raspberry Beret at Dick’s Bar and Grill, then Purple Rain at the Village Inn. The latter was done by Phish and featured a near-yodel for the last minute of the song.
– There is a new ride in town, and it’s even more provocatively named. The second annual Unfrost Your Tits motorcycle rally, much like the longtime Unfrost Your Nuts run, faced cold and rainy weather recently, to the point where you’d think it would digress to a wet T-shirt contest with people oh so happy to see each other at chest-high. In fact, the event that was heavy on the North Hudson end of things, had listed as one of its stops Starr’s Bar, weather and time permitting.
– The folks at Smokedale tobacco extended their infamous 4-20 sale through the following Friday, which was April 22. However, and this shouldn’t come as a big surprise, the event although finished was still was being advertised on Twin Cities rock radio early Saturday morning. Guess they weren’t napping.
– Its been pointed out that due to this year’s prom season, sexy is back in, especially when it comes to low-cut backs. This could be seen at the Smilin’ Moose where one woman had nary a cloth on her bare back, except for a couple of spaghetti straps way up high. Later, across town at Pudge’s Bar, and playing out in a similar way all around, a prom mom showed it in a different way, with carefully braided hair stacked way up high. But back to the Moose, where a bachlorette party celebrated in a unique and perhaps premature way, by forming a long reception line to greet people coming in after their IDs were checked.
– Speaking of fashionable dress, the beach party at Dick’s Bar and Grill showcased lots of flowers in the hair, tiara-type bands in the hair, and lots of hats worn by both men and women. As my friend Tom said, the season of sarongs.
– The chalk marking on the floor at Dick’s said “Happy Birthday Turtle.” And just who, might I ask, is Turtle, I posed the question to the bartender. Let’s just say I told him he was “slow” in his response, to which he added, “I’ll bet you were waiting for an hour to pull that one out.” Well, maybe …
– Singer songwriter Garret, a Hudson fixture, is one who has been playing two Sundays a month at The Onion restaurant in Minnesota starting in the afternoon, with all the proceeds going the the financially strapped music program at the Middle School in Hastings for new instruments.

Memories of ‘chasing’ Prince while with blues band are triggered by mom

Thursday, April 28th, 2016

 

Mothers Day is coming soon, but when I talked to her recently, we talked not of that, but she reminded me of a near-Prince-encounter I had near New Ulm.
Mom doesn’t get all the celebrity worshiping thing, and noted that even as far away as Milwaukee, Prince’s death was all over the TV news.
She said the banner headlines made her recall when I joined members of a blues band and made a road trip to the other end of Minnesota, where they were going to play a big gig associated with the Minnesota Music Awards. Rumor had it that The Purple One himself, who was getting an honor in conjunction with the awards, was going to make one of his impromptu appearances and maybe even perform.
When we got there from Hudson in mid-afternoon, word had it that Prince had already been cited, and that’s where mom comes in. She remembered us joking at that time about it being hard not to notice a 5-foot-2, flamboyantly dressed black man in that part of Minnesota. Be that as it may, the group of us soon were part-taking in a whirlwind limo trip through the city to check on an alleged Prince citing — without really knowing exactly where we were going or why.
It would be awhile before my traveling mates in the Brandon Scott Sellner Band would take the fittingly big, theater-style stage, as they’d been asked to be a featured act in this annual festival. But during that time, there were phone calls made back and forth to various locations and assurances made that yes, Prince was in the area and would be stopping in.
It wasn’t until close to midnight that all involved fully realized that Prince would indeed not be in the house.

Local people rein in on the tall and short of meeting Prince and his band

Saturday, April 23rd, 2016

With doves crying since Prince was nice enough to sing about them prior to his recent death, some locals who had their 15 noteworthy minutes with him or his bandmates are reining in on the experience.
– I met a member of Prince’s back-up band in the 1990s, when he was at the height of his popularity and both men had toured together. I was returning home late to Hudson (was it from a concert?) when I needed to gas up at the station at White Bear and Interstate 94. I encountered a man who was almost a head taller than Prince and immaculately but not flamboyantly dressed, but added his car had stalled. He asked for a ride and seemed like a safe risk, so he jumped in my passenger side for a trip across town. Turns out the man had done gigs playing guitar for Prince, but now worked in the corporate world. We agreed to take each others’ numbers and get together for lunch some time, but I never followed through on it, (this being in a day when the economy didn’t suck and we were both up to our eyeballs in job duties). I always regretted that, as who knows, maybe amongst other things I could have done an interview and gotten a piece in Rolling Stone?
– A friend Jean saw Prince, who was 57, perform with his band back when both were in high school, in the early 1970s. She took in his performance while he was a student at Central, and she was at Regina, just a few miles away and a Catholic school none-the-less. It was about three years later that Prince signed his first record deal.
His lack of stature was hard to determine, since Prince was up on the stage and the audience was seated on the gym floor. But she liked the music. “It was a little bit louder than what I was used to hearing.”
– Friend Dan once found out that Prince was staying in the next motel room over, and orchestrated a brief meeting, although in characteristic Prince form, what he said was short in duration.
– A sidebar in the St. Paul Pioneer Press, by music writer Ross Raihala, was far less personal and heavy on his simply-rewrite-the-press-release format than what’s in this blog. He was asked to share his favorite recollections about Prince, and just rehashed what he considered great about a few particular albums. Apparently Ross has never met the guy, or anyone else who has ever met the guy, although he did admit right off the bat he was in grade school when Prince hit the scene.
– A full day after the death was pronounced, a couple at Pudge’s Bar was discussing the Purple One, and his request that a symbol be used in place of his name, (a suggestion the mainstream media immediately fell on board with). Said the man at Pudge’s: “That’s his symbol. It’s a guitar.”
– So what is the last word, at least locally? The sign at Agave has said on multiple days: Purple Rain #crankit.

Friday, April 22nd, 2016

So much sand piled up that you almost need to be 8 Foot 4:
– How would you like to play in the sand with a singer like Mel Travolta, (after he’s done playing music?) And just maybe bury him in a makeshift sand castle? All while having a featured summer-ish drink that’s big on “roasted pineapple whiskey?” You can, possibly, do all these things at the spring beach party at Dick’s Bar and Grill on Saturday night, April 23. Travolta is on stage a little later than usual for bands at Dick’s, from 7-10 p.m., but then, hey it’s summer coming, and there is a shift in the attraction to the sand, sand, shifting sand that’s being brought in to fill the dance floor.
– Have they truly not been there before? You would think that because most of the players are homeboys to Hudson, literally, it would’ve happened before. But with that said, the band 8 Foot 4 announced online that they will be playing their first ever show at the Smilin’ Moose on Friday evening, April 22.
The band’s web page is more interesting than most. The way the name is presented on their home page is riveting to say the least, with different letters and numbers portrayed by using sheet metal pinned together with bolts. The site even provides a typical stage plan, showing where the different players will be positioned, including a deejay making sounds with a sampler!
– And, if you get too many empty carbs at a place like The Moose, you might want to wear them off at a place like the River Front Athletic Club, across the street from Pudge’s Bar, to which members have access 24 hours. While we’re not encouraging people to work out while they are tipsy, keep in mind that the summer swimsuit season is coming fast upon us, and this might give you — especially if you’re boaters on the St. Croix — the what’s-my-weight leeway to have that extra Bloody Mary downtown at a place like The Moose or Dick’s.
– The Smokedale four-20 sale, and we all know that that means, featured such a great demand they are extending it through Friday (that’s the day of this post, for all you stoners). Get 25-30 percent off all kinds of stuff, even ecigs, Hookahs and water pipes, and it has cool brand names such as Zombie Venom and Devil’s Touch! See them at their outlet on Coulee Road.

Watch out for flopped shoe at the show, and don’t fill the Ordway with odor

Wednesday, April 20th, 2016

If the shoe doesn’t fit, don’t wear it. Instead
toss it into the nearest flower pot!
On a cold night a while back, I was given the task
to park the car when going out for a show, in this
case not rock but the St. Paul Chamber Orchestra.
They even had a valet or two in top hats and tails!
Job done, I had to walk back a few blocks, and was
weaving around the crosswalks to find my way to
return to the Ordway in St. Paul.
Damned if the sole of my shoe didn’t become completely
dislodged. And I was in a hurry, running late, so
the quick pace made the shoe flop entirely. So, ala
Jimmy Buffett, in “blew out my flip flop,” I tossed
the sole into a big sidewalk flower pot the size of a
speaker. I just wondered if this upper crust crowd
would look on in distain of a man with one shoe, or
at least just a shoe-and-a-half.
We did get seated without anyone complaining about
foot odor, and the orchestra soon was performing an
instrumental selection that often spun dangerously
out of control, than finally pulled it together
again. Much like Ozzy Osbourne’s old band taking on
a guitar solo that careens wildly on Over the
Mountain. And I did notice a power chord remarkably
like that plucked by Nirvana.

And, as the show progressed it amounted to a tutorial by

the conductor, and included similarities to old TV show themes

like Perry Mason, (could Ozzy pull off those things coherently?

Maybe one more than the other).

A few years before he died, bassist Bain backed all-star metal band here

Wednesday, April 20th, 2016

They famously sang, “We’ll know for the first time, if we’re evil, or divine…”
Now they indeed have gone to meet their maker.
First, Dio done died, and now Bain is bereaved.
And, of course, there is a Hudson connection to this band. Being a fan, it’s hard to fathom that it took me this long, since January, to become aware that bassist Jimmy Bain had also passed on. And its been a few years since he and others related to the likes of Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin, believe it or not, played Dibbo’s and songs like Last in Line, along with a heavy metal all-star band.
The ad hoc group formed for a birthday party out in L.A., but the act took off and so they took it on the road. As sometimes used to happen, after a gig in the Twin Cities and on their way to Milwaukee-Chicago, they needed a place to play or practice in-between. Enter Dibbo’s.
A week before the gig, I scored a telephone interview with Vinnie Appice, drummer for Black Sabbath, who helped form this all-star band. To my surprise, Appice was very engaging and even remembered my name when I introduced myself in the flesh after the show, and made a few minutes of conversation. Bain had been flanked off to the left of the stage, near where I’d been standing, and had traded in his earlier punk rock attire for a trenchcoat, ala Jimmy Page.
When Bain died, it was Appice who made the public announcement online on behalf of the band(s).
Dibbo’s had also hosted groups like Great White, Foghat and a personal favorite of the manager, Blue Oyster Cult, (members of which hung out with the staff until the wee hours of the morning), but the only lineup I can recall like that mentioned earlier was put together by Steven Adler, another drummer, this time for Guns ‘N Roses. A relatively new local bartender notes that she once hung out at length with him, as well as with his hair band contemporaries like Tesla and Warrant.

Thursday, April 14th, 2016

It’s not a Big Mac, but it brings the beef (two forms) along with special, secret seasonings and sauce:
– Now that Lent’s been laid dormant for a while, Season’s Tavern in North Hudson has officially resurrected its meaty Shepherd’s Pie, which you would know is heavy on the prime rib, of course being Season’s, and also on the ground beef, along with special seasonings that are so closely guarded that not many people other than the chef know them, (kind of like the secret sauce on a Big Mac). And to be certain, the Shepherd’s Pie has its own special sauce, a beef braise.
When I talked with Brad, the owner, it was 11:52 a.m. and the vegies were being freshly cut by that chef — they are carrots, onions and sweet peas, and the ingredients are then rolled into one with mashed potatoes and cheese, and put in the oven.
Right now, this is the chef’s special, which changes and varies every two or three weeks, depending on what the public is clamoring for. (That means that since Lent has ended, we have already been through one cycle). Get it now, for when summer comes, the chef’s special will evolve to lighter fare, Brad said, and that fare will often include house band Thirsty Camel, which just maybe needs quenching drink because the Shepherd’s Pie is so hearty.
– Back on bass for Buck Tucker, for a while now, is Hudson’s own Skip Ballard, showing an uncharacteristic scowl on their Facebook site. The band will play the Willow River Saloon in Burkhardt on Saturday evening, April 16. Noteworthy on their wideranging set list, which has more quality then quantity compared to some, are songs by Third Day, StainD, Sweet, Keith Whitley, Incubus, Craig Campbell and even former Hudson stalwart Tommy Tutone, although not all of these are typical of one of the group’s shows.
– Hot Wheels vs. Matchbox. Hmm… Maybe it depends who has the home track. That would be Dick’s Bar and Grill on its own Hot Wheels course this Sunday, April 17, when patrons will gather at 1 p.m. to “test their childhood skills” by racing the tiny cars, or trucks, which can be tweaked or redesigned, and thus be stocks or modified. Then stay for Jeff Loven and maybe win “a brand new car” to use for the next in the racing series. There will be cash prizes for fastest racer, first, second and third, and also door prizes, and a drink token for anyone who brings a car. However, all cars must finish to qualify for the prizes, so don’t bring a clunker.
– Also at Dick’s for all of this month, a new take on the Chicago style hot dog. You’ll get all the ingredients that usually come on it, but on top of a burger not a weiner, plus an Old Style beer, for $10.95.

Tuesday, April 12th, 2016

With Wisconsin polls now closed, should we take a poll on Donald’s hair, or is that too hair-raising (much like the rest of this hairy election):
– Maybe this is under the heading of Rock The Vote, in a fashion sense. One woman in North Hudson hit the polls decked out in high-heeled black boots, and tight black leggings with a wide white stripe up the front. Could she be sending a dark message in reaction to the candidates these days? And with her hot fashion sense, and long dark locks, is she trumping their bad hairdos?
– Speaking of that, a Trump Backer who rides a motorcycle displayed a placard not on his lawn, but on top of the handlebars, as the cycle was parked on Main Street just before bar time. Did I say Main Street and Trump in the same sentence?
– Switching gears to baseball’s opening day, Kozy Korner in North Hudson had a message on the marquee that advertised hot dogs and brats for the opener, not to mention four free Brewer tickets. Unfortunately, the Brewers got blown out, and hopefully the winner of those tickets will get to see a better performance. The message was still up last Wednesday, as if to provide encouragement to the Brew Crew and their backers who on that Monday opener were crying in their beer. And then as far as the Twins …
Across the street, at another sports bar, there has been a sign at the Village Inn’s patio that welcomes backers of the Packers, Badgers, Bucks and the Brew. Only in Wisconsin would you find such shorthand.
– Back to politics, bartender Sue at The Village said that in a way that’s been totally atypical in her long tenure, election day attendance was way down at the bar. I guess that with the huge voter turnout, they just hung around the polls. You’d think they’d want to drink instead.
– But as far as that vote, I personally back the Pizza Party, as shown by its very unofficial nominee, the Pizza King himself, Rich Raley. Despite the recent divisions in our country about politics, I think will all can agree on a well-cut pepperoni. And that’s with extra cheese — and not so cheesy as Donald Trump and his hairdo.
– And as far as name recognition, combining both local and national, there are presidential candidates Rand Paul, (much like the same-amount-of-letters-in-the-first-and-last-name Tall Paul, a bassist for the former local band Deviant Distraction), and Martin O’Malley, (the surnames of both the local alderman who was not too much in favor of rock concerts in the Lakefront Park band shell and their noise, and of a longtime bartender and now manager at Buffalo Wild Wings). At least in the Hudson area, the locals are less obscure than the candidates.
– And of course, there’s the hair. I told the bartender at Green Mill that her hair was much more presidential than that of the Donald, after a fellow patron had praised her locks. What did so think of such a comparison? “Ooh, no, no.” But like the aforementioned pizza, I think we all can agree to stump about Mandy’s mane.
– Across the street, a lawyer from Dublin wanted to talk U.S. politics, and its obvious from body language that the way its done their is different. Voting came up and the bartender said that like many servers who border hop between the two states as far as residence vs. workplace, it was difficult to find time and driving ability to vote. She still managed to do so before her shift, but said the long lines in Woodbury added to her time bind.
– Across town, the Vine Street reconstruction project may have an effect on night travel — as I’ve been told there is a good party or two to be had when going eastward on that road — but there are other ways to head out on the highway that also are chilled, (or are they?) Specifically when the big sign that says “road closed ahead” is turned at 90 degrees during the evening, it might make you think that historic Third Street, whose residents are way too hoidy toidy to rock, is the one shut down.
– And speaking of degrees, at least on some very warm nights, the guys at the cigar store downtown are back into sitting outside their establishment late at night and having a puff, while listening to the music from the Smilin’ Moose bounce off the building facade on the other side of Second Street and bounce their way. And just of late, the interior of the store has been getting a big makeover, with workers going at it well into the evening, but cutting it off just after midnight — by coincidence about when The Moose lifts their cover on Friday nights. And two doors down, on the corner, a coffee shop is going in where the yogurt shop was. What coffee shop, you ask? The cuthead on a photo in the local paper gives it away. It reads simply: “Almost Dunn.”

Tuesday, April 12th, 2016

With local polls now closed, should we take a poll on Donald’s hair, or is that too hair-raising (much like the rest of this hairy election):
– Maybe this is under the heading of Rock The Vote, in a fashion sense. One woman in North Hudson hit the polls decked out in high-heeled black boots, and tight black leggings with a wide white stripe up the front. Could she be sending a dark message in reaction to the candidates these days? And with her hot fashion sense, and long dark locks, is she trumping their bad hairdos?
– Speaking of that, a Trump Backer who rides a motorcycle displayed a placard not on his lawn, but on top of the handlebars, as the cycle was parked on Main Street just before bar time. Did I say Main Street and Trump in the same sentence?
– Switching gears to baseball’s opening day, Kozy Korner in North Hudson had a message on the marquee that advertised hot dogs and brats for the opener, not to mention four free Brewer tickets. Unfortunately, the Brewers got blown out, and hopefully the winner of those tickets will get to see a better performance. The message was still up last Wednesday, as if to provide encouragement to the Brew Crew and their backers who on that Monday opener were crying in their beer. And then as far as the Twins …
Across the street, at another sports bar, there has been a sign at the Village Inn’s patio that welcomes backers of the Packers, Badgers, Bucks and the Brew. Only in Wisconsin would you find such shorthand.
– Back to politics, bartender Sue at The Village said that in a way that’s been totally atypical in her long tenure, election day attendance was way down at the bar. I guess that with the huge voter turnout, they just hung around the polls. You’d think they’d want to drink instead.
– But as far as that vote, I personally back the Pizza Party, as shown by its very unofficial nominee, the Pizza King himself, Rich Raley. Despite the recent divisions in our country about politics, I think will all can agree on a well-cut pepperoni. And that’s with extra cheese — and not so cheesy as Donald Trump and his hairdo.
– And as far as name recognition, combining both local and national, there are presidential candidates Rand Paul, (much like the same-amount-of-letters-in-the-first-and-last-name Tall Paul, a bassist for the former local band Deviant Distraction), and Martin O’Malley, (the surnames of both the local alderman who was not too much in favor of rock concerts in the Lakefront Park band shell and their noise, and of a longtime bartender and now manager at Buffalo Wild Wings). At least in the Hudson area, the locals are less obscure than the candidates.
– And of course, there’s the hair. I told the bartender at Green Mill that her hair was much more presidential than that of the Donald, after a fellow patron had praised her locks. What did so think of such a comparison? “Ooh, no, no.” But like the aforementioned pizza, I think we all can agree to stump about Mandy’s mane.
– Across the street, a lawyer from Dublin wanted to talk U.S. politics, and its obvious from body language that the way its done their is different. Voting came up and the bartender said that like many servers who border hop between the two states as far as residence vs. workplace, it was difficult to find time and driving ability to vote. She still managed to do so before her shift, but said the long lines in Woodbury added to her time bind.
– Across town, the Vine Street reconstruction project may have an effect on night travel — as I’ve been told there is a good party or two to be had when going eastward on that road — but there are other ways to head out on the highway that also are chilled, (or are they?) Specifically when the big sign that says “road closed ahead” is turned at 90 degrees during the evening, it might make you think that historic Third Street is the one shut down.
– And speaking of degrees, at least on some very warm nights, the guys at the cigar store downtown are back into sitting outside their establishment late at night and having a puff, while listening to the music from the Smilin’ Moose bounce off the building facade on the other side of Second Street and bounce their way. And just of late, the interior of the store has been getting a big makeover, with workers going at it well into the evening, but cutting it off just after midnight — by coincidence about when The Moose lifts their cover on Friday nights. And two doors down, on the corner, a coffee shop is going in where the yogurt shop was. What coffee shop, you ask? The cuthead on a photo in the local paper gives it away. It reads simply: “Almost Dunn.”

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