![]() ![]() Instead, I just wrote down what I saw and heard, and now I offer you 30 snapshots of 30 nights of music. ![]() I didn’t try to shoehorn my experience into an overarching narrative or strain to make any grand discovery about, you know, What Music Means. But I ventured ever forward, caught some great music, and visited some clubs I’d been meaning to visit for months or even years. My answer to both: More or less! As you’ll learn, there were some stumbles along the way. First, could I get my 53-year-old ass out of the house every night for a month? And second, does the Twin Cities offer enough live music seven days a week that you can always find something worth hearing? The idea was to answer two questions, hopefully both in the affirmative. Yes, I missed a few openers and a few encores, but the idea was, whenever possible, to make a night of it. And I didn’t just want to duck in and out. To some-a you youngsters, 30-in-30 might sound fairly routine, but even in my showgoingest twenties I never kept up that kind of streak. Just a good old-fashioned piece of honest stunt journalism. Sounds simple, right? Maybe even… fun? Every night in June, I would hit a different local venue and check out some music. ![]()
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