Headed out to First Avenue with Kevin to see the Ike Reilly Assassination a band that we have heard a lot on the radio but didn’t know much more about.
The doors were at 8 and we were about 4th in line. I miracled someone a free ticket and while this was confusing to them (”nothing in life is free, right?”) it was a Grateful Dead tradition everyone should follow when they can (good karma and all that).
Little Man opened with a great Southren Rock tune that rocked. Most of their set was good but the lead guy needed to chill a bit on the guitar solos. He’s just not good enough to be trying to show off like that.
Next up was Trampled by Turtles a self-described non-traditional bluegrass band from Duluth. Definitly right up my alley! They fucking could seriously kick it. Imagine the closest thing to head banging hard rocker bluegrass band and you’ll get the idea ;) I’ll be checking out their upcoming shows for sure.
Ike Reilly came out about 10 minutes late (11:20) and played an absolutely excellent set. It was interesting seeing the diverse crowd. Coming from mostly a jamband concertgoing background it never ceases to amaze me to see a wide variety rather than a majority of hippies running around ;)
The show started with some real energy and the band seemingly engaging the crowd as they played.
He flicked off a group in the center floor section holding a sign that read “put the cunt back in country” with a huge smile. Later in the show he explained why he couldn’t play it anymore but said he might do it anyway ;) It’s a tribute to Toby Keith and tonight was the last time it would ever be played heh. He was a bit crude leading up to “Put the Cunt Back into Country” explaining that “cunt” in Irish means “jerk” and that any “cunts” out there that didn’t appreciate it could stick it.
After the first set, he came out to do a solo set and started it off with God and Money with only his acoustic and harmonica. Very nice. Almost Dylanesque IMHO. His second solo was music put to a poem his father wrote in 1948 about fucking the Devil (his father’s wife). Heh.
After that he asked for requests. While he is a little rough on the voice and his guitar playing I always have the utmost respect for musicians that will get up there without their band and play for their fans.
We had to leave just as they were ramping up into the best part of the show (two hours in) because we took the train in. I will tell you where I’ll be the next time Ike Reilly is in town.
After we left we could see the train in the station, it was SO windy and my hat flew off of my head. A helpful passerby put his foot on it until I could come back and retrieve it. We got to the station and realized that we missed the last train and thus were stranded in Minneapolis without a ride. After fumbling arond trying to find busses back to the LRT station where we parked we noticed a train coming back to the station! We ran over to it and the conductor told us that he was not going to take us back. Two unbelieveably amazing good samaratins offered to take us 30+ miles out of their way to give us a lift back to our cars. I say it was good karma from the miracle ticket. We appreciated being out of the cold and they said that they appreciated having something to do now that the town was starting to wind down for the night.
Thank you so much guys!
Happy Thanksgiving everyone.
See all the pictures from today here (camera) and here (mobile).
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