On 6/23/14, Meatbodies, Calvin Love, and Mac DeMarco entertained a rowdy crowd at the 7th Street Entry that seemed to wish the night would last forever.
Amy Friedman discovers the true meaning of identity, Parker Lemke does something, and Aaron Bolton starts his series of the convoluted history of Minneapolis hip-hop.
In which we title the blog after a distinctly un-metal Creedence song. P.S. Wouldn't hold out much for the tape deck though. Or the Creedence.
Holding back the rain, replacing needles, and a BV first!