01.21.2019
Foxwarren
Foxwarren

At the beginning of 2018, I discovered this record The Party by a Canadian singer songwriter named Andy Shauff. It's a great album of great songs, and it was one of my favorite albums of the year. Except I couldn't put it on my Best of 2018 list because it came out in 2016. Oops. But then, late in December, like a traveling magi visiting my midnight stable with the region's finest frankincense, Andy Shauff's band Foxwarren releases their new album. And while it's not quite as great as The Party, it's still damn good, and more or less sounds like a Shauff album. See Best Of list below.

12.31.2018
Steve's Favorite Music of 2018
A List

Oh crap it's New Years Eve and I haven't posted my year end lists yet oh my god oh my god I better hurry up! Here's the deal for this year: I'm gonna go ahead and throw EPs and singles and compilations on the list. Because there are 4 specifically that really did it for me this year, and I'm just going to treat them all like equals. It's (almost) 2019, and it's a new landscape for media! Anything goes! Content! Here's my list:

1. Ryley Walker - The Lilywhite Sessions*
2. Hailu Mergia - Lala Belu
3. Chastity - Death Lust
4. Ought - Room Inside the World
5. Sidney Gish - No Dogs Allowed
6/7. Jeff Rosenstock - POST**
6/7. Barely March - Marely Barch**
8. Khadja Bonet - Childqueen
9. American Pleasure Club - A Whole Fucking Lifetime of This
10. Fluisteraars - De Oord
11. The Mountain Goats - Hex of Infinite Binding
12. Superchunk - What A Time To Be Alive
13. Warthog - Warthog
14. Mick Jenkins - Pieces of a Man
15. Prince - Piano and a Microphone 1983
16. Self Defense Family - Self Defense Family
17. Natalie Prass - The Future and the Past
18. Sandro Perri - In Another Life
19. Foxwarren - Foxwarren
20. The Internet - Hive Mind

*I can't fuckin believe it either
** These are tied, because they're so spiritually similar that it seems silly to separate them. Barely March basically got his break by covering a Jeff Rosenstock song for a compilation.

12.30.2018
Fluisteraars
De Oord

This is one of those beautiful rare black metal releases that makes me want to open up a window like the reformed Mr. Scrooge on Christmas Day and shout, "You there, boy, tell me, why can't all black metal be this good??". And the boy will look up and answer, "Why, because it's Danish sir!" Well, I don't know if the Danish part has anything to do with it other than making their band name nearly unpronouncable, but the point is that Fluisteraars have unlocked some sort of black metal composition holy writ, and every one of the 15 minutes of this song (yes it's just one song, but it may as well be a full album. A symphony, even) is perfect. I've dug into some older work of theirs, and while it's quite good, I feel like De Oord is where they've really figured it out. So kind of like VRTRA from a couple years ago, I'm going to be on the edge of my seat waiting for these Danes to release a new full length as soon as possible.

12.30.2018
Mitski
Be The Cowboy

Everyone's real into this Mitski album but I'm kinda not. I think it sounds like St. Vincent but not as good.

12.13.2018
Blake Mills
Look

Blake Mills released a beautifully unique alt country (?) album back in 2014 that I can no longer listen to because it's just one of those albums. Then I guess he just started producing for other artists ($), which is remarkable in 2018 because he's what you might call a guitar guy and it's 2018. But now he's finally returned! With an all-synth instrumental EP? Okay. It's very chill, which, by the way, in 2019 I'm hoping chill will no longer be an adjective. Or verb. I also hope Blake Mills puts out some more music. Because, look, Look is good and chill (shit!), but this guy has to have more up his sleeve.

12.08.2018
Ryley Walker
The Lilywhite Sessions

My relationship with Dave Matthews and his band is a complicated one which I won't get into here. Well actually, it's not that complicated and I will get into it here: I don't really like Dave Matthews Band, but sometimes they do something that I like. There. So. Ryley Walker, whom I have already written about on this blog during this calendar year, apparently grew up a huge Dave Matthews fan, and even though he's now an infamously scuzzy Chicago post-Tortoise-rock figurehead, he has not let go of his love. So after releasing one fantastic album this year (Deafman Glance, as seen on my top ten albums of the year list, I'm sure), he decided to get some of his cuzzy Chicago post-Tortoise-rock friends together and record a full album cover of a Dave Matthews Band album. And it's shockingly good. Maybe even better than Deafman Glance, which I've already pointed out as being in my top ten this year. It's a passionately earnest album; although I don't know the original DMB version of The Lilywhite Sessions, it's clear that Walker isn't trying to deconstruct or reinterpret or otherwise ironically play these songs. Yes, he's doing it in his own voice, and changing arrangements here or there, but it's fully from the heart, lovingly performed, and fully musical. Almost makes me want to dig in to the original Dave version lol jk yeah right.

11.08.2018
Warthog
Warthog

I hate when people say things "rip," but this album rips.

10.02.2018
Low
Double Negative

This new Low album is indeed the best Low album in a long time, but also isn't the paradigm shifting masterpiece that some people are making out to be. It's a real cool headfuck and a good listen while out for a walk late on a cool autumn night though.

09.16.2018
George Clanton
Slide

I got this album by this "George Clanton" kid, who does "vaporwave"—which I can hardly stand to type without using scare quotes—and it's so dreamy and odd nebulous and that I forgot that I even bought it until I just saw it in my iTunes. This has happened every other day for the last two weeks. I mean "dreamy and odd and nebulous" in the best way though. I honestly don't exactly know what "vaporwave" usually sounds like, although I sort of kind of have the general idea of it, but this isn't exactly that. This is something else, some kind of millennial fantasy of XTC with trip hop breakbeats and shoegazey drones, and a bit of modern day bedroom r&b. Actually it plays well with this year's American Music Club's A Whole Fucking Lifetime Of This, the idea of a young 20-something taking a bunch of "old" 90s touch points and throw them seemingly blindly into a home recording blender and pouring out a mix that is, my god, something interesting and listenable. Also it makes me wonder if Jack Drag is ever going to have a renaissance.

08.22.2018
Trust Fund
Bringing the backline

Apparently this is going to be Trust Fund's last album, which is a bummer because I feel like Trust Fund still has unexplored greatness in them. That's unfair actually; their Seems Unfair album is truly great. Really everything they've done is some shade of great, even if this one is a little paler than the others. But I still don't want them to stop. We'll see.

08.22.2018
The Internet
Hive Mind

I'm gonna make this statement, but I'm not gonna be too passionate about it: The Internet's "La Di Da" is my Summer Jam of 2018. Except I still can't figure out where the beat actually lands; it's as if they took the ProTools file and shifted every track over by a half beat. Still a cool song though. Steve Lacy gets it.

07.25.2018
Melody's Echo Chamber
Bon Voyage

This album is basically Dungen and Tame Impala jamming while a French girl coo's some vocals over it. Your mileage may vary. My mileage, however, will very.

07.24.2018
Deafheaven
Ordinary Corrupt Human Love

I'm still not sure what to make of Deafheaven. When they do metal they're great, doing shit that no other black or death or whatever metal band has the guts to do. Major chords, earworm melodies, true subgenre agnosticism, flipping between blastbeat noise and cool thrash riffs, and the occasional bit of glam rock boogie. Unlike so much of the metal world, they follow their muse. But then, more often than not, the muse takes them right into post-rock. When Deafheaven does post-rock, it's rote, tedious, Explosions In The Sky knocking bullshit. It's boring. That's part of why their first album Sunbather didn't excite me as much as it did for everyone else in the world. But then New Bermuda cut out a lot of that and focused more on riffs and momentum, and they felt like a whole new band. So it bums me out that so much of this new one is filled with this meandering post-rock filler, because when they turn up the volume and get down to business, it's as incredible as advertised.

07.20.2018
Chastity
Death Lust

Hey, who wants some rock music?? Here's this band Chastity I just starting digging into, and they do pretty sweet sounding sort of Hum/Deftones/Failure/Pumpkins inspired huge rock that was pretty uncool for a while but now is halfway coming back into vogue with some more random Bandcampy corners of 20-something guitar kids (see also: Bilge Rat, Nothing, Cloakroom). I like it a lot. Plus tracks 5 and 6 would be legit hit singles if hit loud rock singles were still a thing.

07.20.2018
Imperial Triumphant
Vile Luxury

I've never heard any metal band like Imperial Triumphant, and that's such a rare thing to happen these days that I want to go out and tell everyone I know how fucking crazy this album is and that they should listen to it. Except it's so fucking crazy that nobody I know would even know where to begin to make sense of it, and they'd probably be mad at me. But dudes! This shit is like, free jazz black metal! Or is it blackened death jazz? I don't know what it is. But it's absolutely colossal and I wish more metal bands would have the guts (Gorguts?) these guys have to just try something.

09.04.2018 - by Steve
MeyvnUptown Minneapolis
Bagel

Meyvn is the latest attempt to bring a 'Montreal style' deli to Minneapolis, and considering the fact that my bagel was served in a cardboard box with a salad and was somehow wet, and the fact that the interior is designed to look like a reclaimed barnwood retro futurelounge rather than, say, a Montreal deli, it will surely be the next Montreal style deli to close in Minneapolis.

07.09.2018 - by Steve
The LynhallUptown Minneapolis
Biscuits and gravy

Food Halls (aka Food Courts with a superiority complex) are becoming a thing. In London and Manchester, they are very much already a thing. I imagine in New York they are also a thing. And with the opening of the Lynhall, they are now a thing here. Sort of? Because I don't think the Lynhall is actually a food hall. A food hall, as far as I am aware, has multiple vendors selling different types of food all under the same roof with a communal seating area. The Lynhall seems to basically just be a counter-ordering restaurant; there's just one menu, just one register, seemingly just one kitchen. It's basically just a more expensive 'fast casual' restaurant!

But whatever. My biscuits and gravy (oh, I'm sorry, drop biscuits) were tasty. The whole place is a little annoying, and there was a weird interaction at the register where the cashier seemed insistent on recommending a new sushi restaurant to us, which made me think that Lynhall and the sushi place are run by the same people and the employees of each are required to buzz market the other, but that's a whole other thing.

10.17.2017 - by Steve
Isles BunUptown Minneapolis
Cinnamon bun

It's very easy to forget that Isles Bun exists. And that's actually not that bad, because you really don't need to eat these things any more than once or twice a year. But just remember, when you really need that cinnamon roll, feeling some deep longing for the decadence of a Cinnabon without the requisite shame that accompanies it, swallow your pride and go to Uptown and slather your feelings in frosting from their little tub.

09.28.2017 - by Steve
MilkjamUptown Minneapolis
Black chocolate and Turkish coffee ice cream

Milkjam is always busy. Annoyingly busy. Like lined up out the door, every time I go by it, no matter the time of day or season of the year. Also annoying is the fact that it's called "Milkjam", and sells expensive ice cream out of a new construction condo on Lyndale. Most annoying of all: shit, it's really good.

09.11.2017 - by Steve
Nico'sUptown Minneapolis
Tacos

Nico's is the current 'other' house-based restaurant on Hennepin, right next to (the tasty-but-I-can't-believe-they're-still-in-business) Namaste Cafe. It's basically a Mexican place with decent tacos and a nice porch. You could do worse.

08.17.2016 - by Steve
World Street KitchenUptown Minneapolis
Beef shawarma tacos

I'd been to World Street Kitchen a number of times before, and always liked it, but beyond the awesome aloo tikki chaat side dish (which is no longer on their menu, whaaa), I was never floored. Until these beef shawarma tacos came along. And now consider me floored.

08.17.2016 - by Steve
Giordano's Uptown Minneapolis
Chicago style deep dish pizza

Best thing about Giordano's pizza is how there's so fucking much of it.

02.04.2016 - by Steve
Lowry Hill MeatsUptown Minneapolis
Roast beef sandwich, salami sandwich

Lowry Hill Meats wants you to know it is a premium meat purveyor for those with a sophisticated modern urban meat purveying sensibility, and will sophisticatedly purvey said meats for anyone willing to pay a premium for the purveying of sophisticated meats. They will even put those meats into a sandwich for you, in between two pieces of locally baked european bread. You will like the sandwich, because what's not to like? But will you love the sandwich? Can anyone truly love a sandwich?

(Yes. The answer is yes. Just go to Clancey's and get a roast beef sandwich. You will love it. Lowry Hill Meats, meanwhile, you will like just fine. But that's all.)

12.10.2015 - by Steve
Rainbow ChineseUptown Minneapolis
Basil cashew chicken, Singapore mei fun

It's been years and years since I last went to Rainbow, but it seems like not much has changed. It's still good. It's still better enough than your neighborhood China Dragon Wok Star Garden to earn its slightly higher price tag. It's still dark and lonely and secluded on the tail end of Nicollet Avenue. And I'm still glad it exists, because beyond a handful of Szechuan style joints, there are actually shockingly few quality Chinese restaurants to be found in the Cities. Sad to say, but after, say, Mandarin Kitchen and Evergreen and whatsitcalled over off 394, a place like Big Bowl is actually Rainbow's closest competitor. So they'll probably be around for quite a while longer.


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07.24.2015 - by Steve
Prairie DogsUptown Minneapolis
Duck fat and foie gras dog, chili dog

I'll get this out of the way first. Prairie Dogs should be a counter-service eatery. Period. For what they serve (all sorts of fancy hot dogs and sausages), they don't need to be full service. Drives me crazy. This city needs more counter service places. Oh, and also their interior decoration is completely wrong. It's the generic hipster/Pinterest/reclaimed-barn-wood/architectural-antique-lighting-fixture-chic that every fucking restaurant does these days. I'm tired of it. They need to be more like Chicago's (now sadly but maybe mercifully defunct) Hot Doug's. Just make a fun, easy, un-fussy little counter-service joint, and blow people's minds with your crazy hot dog inventions. And about those hot dog inventions... they seem to be on the right track with what I had, even if I didn't exactly love it. The chili dog was fine, though it had a cheddar sauce which was a bit overpowering. Good cheddar, at least, not just crappy Velveeta. A little too rich. The other dog though, seemingly the crown-jewel of their menu, was a dog fried in duck fat (psst, Hot Doug's!), and topped with a currant-and-apple relish, and some foie gras-based concoction. I have to say, the relish was great, but there was some flavor I was catching between the foie gras and the duck fat that I actually found really gross. Like, almost gag-reflex gross. This is probably my fault. I'm not blaming Prairie Dogs. It was a flavor I've experienced before, and didn't like it then, and don't like it now. Yuck. But anyway, the owner was working the bar, and seemed really decent and nice, and patient with his 20-year-old hipster employees, and we had a pleasant conversation about Robin Trower. And they had the Twins game on the TV. So I'll be back. Just, like, counter service. Please.

07.24.2015 - by Steve
PeninsulaUptown Minneapolis
Roti canai

So now that we have it on record that I don't like Nepalese food (see below), I'd like to add this note: I really like Malaysian food. Peninsula seems to make okay Malaysian food, but my heart is with the more local spot Singapore (though the ownership and customer service situation there is comically charming at best, and aggressively incompetent at worst), and a single curry dish that Sea Salt serves and is maybe one of my favorite dishes in the whole city. But no matter how dull some of their entrees might get, Peninsula offers a roti canai, basically a nice chewy sheet of roti bread, and a little cup of chicken and potato curry dipping broth, which is a damn-near perfect plate of food. Even though it's just meant as an appetizer or side for sharing, I feel like I could eat it and nothing else and be totally happy. And at $4.50, I have to think that it's perhaps the best sub-$5 plate of food you can find in this town.


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07.24.2015 - by Steve
Eat Street SocialUptown Minneapolis
Smoked pork chop

My brother's wedding was held this weekend, and for the big fancy rehearsal dinner, we (perhaps on my nudge-nudge recommendation) brought a big group into a private room at Eat Street Social. It obviously wasn't a standard dining experience, with a crew of 20+ and a small prix fixe menu for such an event, so I won't get too much into detail. But here's the gist of it—Mixed greens: dull. Curry pumpkin soup: interesting, but too rich and strong to have an entire bowl of. Fried calamari: as goodas it's supposed to be. Cranberry thyme sausage: Really, really good. Smoked pork chops with white bean carbonara and ratatouille: Really, really, really good. One of the best entrees I've eaten all year. And the portions were surprisingly big. After the desert of pretzel bread pudding, me and everyone else were about ready keel over. Overall, I think I really like this place. I should go back again under less unique circumstances.

11.16.2014 - by Steve
Lake & IrvingUptown Minneapolis
Pulled pork sandwich

Lake & Irving is somewhat invisible, hidden away from the Uptown suck-hole, down Lake street (and Irving, clearly), across the street from Barbette. But it's the best kind of invisible. It's not huge. It's not loud. It's not full of Uptown party girls. It has no "theme." It doesn't have a quirky old woodcut image painted huge on its wall. It doesn't have a bar made from reclaimed fishing boats. It doesn't have a tasteful shelf of mounted rodent skulls in bell jars. It doesn't have a wall of TVs or posters advertising Summit 2-for-1s. It's "just" a restaurant. But my food was delicious, the service was super pleasant, the prices were reasonable, and it was lit well enough to be able to read my book at the bar. This is all that I want! I'm actually kind of astounded that this place is allowed to exist within the boundaries of Uptown. And I hope it sticks around for a while, but I worry its potential audience (reasonable people with taste) have been scared off from that neighborhood permanently.


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11.16.2014 - by Steve
BoneyardUptown Minneapolis
Fried chicken

We all know how I feel about the current state of Uptown, and of the new Minneapolis restaurant scene in general, so I won't depress you here by rehashing my thoughts on that. But this evening I was in a position where I decided to swallow my pride and take off my angry-hat and grab a bite to eat at one of the handful of new Uptown restaurants (or "suburban white person traps," as I like to think of them). Libertine (sigh...) was too busy, so I ended up at Boneyard, which serves "southern style" food in the old Old Chicago space by the bus station. It's big, spacious, expensively designed, and, on a Friday night, half empty. Yikes. Bad sign for Boneyard. Good sign for me, since I could sit at the bar and be left alone to watch the ballgame on TV and eat some fried chicken. And to be completely fair and hopefully positive: it was very good fried chicken! A bit on the crispy side, and drier than I'd like, but very flavorful, and it came with some ghost pepper hot sauce, and some sriracha maple syrup, as well as some hush puppies, cole slaw and a biscuit. Really, it was all very good. But it was also nearly $20 before tip. And there, in a nutshell, is my problem with everything. Do we really need this? Do we need another huge restaurant (owned by the owners of Crave, *eye roll tongue-out emoji*) designed solely to look good in photos and impress out of towners and give some real estate investors a line item for their portfolio? Nobody is going to make this place a regular haunt. It's big and vacuous and unwelcoming and expensive. But it's great fried chicken! Why can't someone just open up a little space, 15-20 tables, and cook up some fried chicken and hush puppies, and not worry about the other 30 menu items, the happy hour specials, the 20 tap beers, the $60k interior design contract, and the fucking scene?

02.15.2014 - by Steve
NightengaleUptown Minneapolis
Spare ribs

My first reaction after eating at Nightengale for the first time was, "What was the point of that?" It was good, I guess. But I didn't (and don't) know what exactly they were trying to do. What is the food saying? What is its mission? If the food were a tree, what kind of tree would it be? The interior was, pub...like? With some slick modern lighting fixtures. And a collection of vintage magnum wine bottles. Who is this for? Why is it here? But you know what? Screw that. A restaurant doesn't need to say anything. It doesn't need a theme. That's how you start getting stuck with the Uptown Cafeterias and the Smack Shacks of the world. Whatever. Nightengale was a nice dark cozy place in which to spend an evening, and they have tasty brussels sprouts and good fries. The ribs were a bit fatty. And everything was a little, like, vinegary. But who cares. It was good. And it's at the very least one small roadblock in the Uptown Theme Park venturing too far down Lyndale.


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