I feel like we probably made it through about a third of Broken Social Scene’s set, maybe a little more, when my wife started feeling ill-that’s what First Ave’ll do to you (it’s not the only time this has happened to her.) So, in the short amount of space between songs, we decided to leave. We arrived late-derailed by an afternoon trip to the Mall of America (we were so young back then, so this was still a fun place to go), and also, I had never driven in Minneapolis before, so I had no idea where we were going or how best to calmly handle “big city traffic.” A pre- Reminder Leslie Feist was opening, and we wandered in as she was finishing up. She was finishing up her final year in college, and I was coming up for the weekend to visit.Īs fate would have it, I learned that Broken Social Scene were playing at First Avenue that same weekend, so I impulsively bought tickets for the show-one of many times early in our relationship where I was like, “Hey honey, let’s go to this thing you don’t give a shit about at all.” This was back when I was living in Dubuque, Iowa, and my wife and I were simply just courting. The first time I tried to see the band was in 2005, when they were touring in support of their self-titled release. Somewhere, Broken Social Scene is still playing live.
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