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June 16, 2014


About 2 months ago I walked into my favorite and now historical music venue called the 7th St. Entry in Minneapolis. No sooner did I walk in to this oddly muggy little joint, I was stopped dead in my tracks by a band that was scorching their way through the set. Frontman Lee Bains III, was sweating, kneeling and singing at the top of his lungs in front of his drummers kick drum, and emphatically banging on the cymbals . I mean I didn’t even make it to the bar to get my PBR and I was completely enthralled.

Sure the band was tight, and had that beautiful raw kinda American gritty feel to it … you know that “real” kinda rock and roll. But the frontman and the talent behind him, was electric and fucking dominating the 25-30 people that were there on this chilly Monday night in Minneapolis. I was pissed that I had calculated my approx show time start in Minneapolis, according to the way Seattle does it, cause now I had already missed half the set; and from the looks of the soaking wet t-‘s and soaked hair …it was obvious some serious work had been put in already.

In other words get there early, and don’t miss any of this kick ass band that’s part of Seattle’s Sub-Pop family.

Photo By: Jason Friendt

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