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For over 25 years, Twin Cities veterinarian Linda Wolf has been summoned to rural northern Minnesota to investigate cases of animal cruelty.
She has gone to farms tucked back...
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IN THE 1960S, Michael Rooney was a DJ for a small radio station in Mora, Minnesota, and he couldn't stand local pastor Donald Alsbury. But Rooney had to see him regularly,...
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From our feature, issue 1/6/09
What the fuck is the point of this story?
Comment by Eric
from Minneapolis
It's about a woman getting raped and her husband having to grapple...
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What does it feel like to be a server, with pen and notepad poised, or a chef, with knives sharpened and jacket buttoned, standing inside an empty restaurant waiting for a...
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And so a year of endless campaigning wraps up with a flurry of virtual leaders in movie theaters. Some of those films make sense. Richard Nixon will always be part of...
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No one can pile on festering resentments and sharpshooter snark quite like our nearest and dearest. Tolstoy was no doubt right when he wrote that happy families are all the...
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Anyone can throw on a red-green-and-gold ensemble, guzzle Red Stripe after Red Stripe and natter on about how they had a real deep experience getting zooted to a midnight...
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Chances are, you know of Franz Nicolay, the dapper Brooklyn gypsy punk frequently found pop-eyed and hitting high notes behind the Hold Steady's keyboard, but you probably...
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Reliable entertainment whether or not bands survive long enough to provide "I was there" stories, First Avenue's annual best-new-local-music showcase looks especially...
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Duluth-based country-blues musician Charlie Parr returns to Minneapolis, playing Lee's Liquor Lounge this Saturday night. The one-off show comes in preparation for his...
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It wouldn't be entirely absurd to expect a few unannounced guests to show up at First Avenue's Benefit for Chad Weis, especially given the ridiculous list of talented...
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The Battle Royale sound like a shifting who's who of indie-pop groups, and that's just fine. Think backslide-y riffs a la Built to Spill, sliding into Shins-like echoey...
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Nevada's Killers aspire to be your '80s everything, baby—your U2, your Cars, and your New Order rolled into one shiny, fist-pumping, post-millennial package. They want...
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It's tempting to call Adele Adkins this year's Amy Winehouse. After all, a serious buzz has blossomed into genuine phenom status with last summer's release of Adele's debut,...
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At this point in time, with our economic woes and wars, it might not seem like we have much to celebrate. But as they say, hope dies last. This Tuesday, those who hoped for...
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So, perhaps you missed out on German treats and brews during Oktoberfest. Or maybe you were too young to be barhopping anyway. This Sunday is your chance to enjoy all things...
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Finding a happy hour on the weeknights is pretty easy, and even Sunday brunch can be cheap and boozy if you Google the right place. Saturday-afternoon happy hour, on the other...
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In light of recent events, it may be hard to gauge just how tough Ford really is. But this Saturday, Monster Jam puts on a brave, manly, American face in the form of gigantic...
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There are several things that made Great Waters Brewing Company's debut auspicious. First, the idea for a brew pub that makes its own beer came about after the owner, Sean...
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Throwing the words "hot dish" together with "happy hour" might sound odd. One usually entails booze, while the other reminds us of Grandma's comfort food. Yet somehow at...
