Taste of Minnesota, Devo, Santana

Dillinger Four re-emerge for their annual Fourth of July gig
Dan Monick


Carlos Santana/

Steve Winwood

Xcel Energy Center

Rock veterans Carlos Santana and Steve Winwood kick off this summer's "Universal Tone Tour" with this gig at the capital city hockey palace. Fans will be able to count on four-plus decades of hits from this formidable pair, dating back to Santana's "Evil Ways" in 1969 and Winwood's teenaged workouts on "Gimme Some Lovin'" and "I'm a Man" in 1965 with the Spencer Davis Group. Santana's distinctive, fluid guitar style is one of the signature sounds of the rock era, while Winwood's soulful voice, percolating organ, and adept guitar work were key components of Traffic, Blind Faith, and a succession of solo albums. Santana, who is reportedly putting finishing touches on a new album, has periodically reinvented himself throughout his career, venturing far from his Latin-rock origins while retaining his iconic guitar sound. His albums in recent years have featured a wide variety of guest vocalists, although there's no word on what the new one will be like. There's likely to be some collaboration between the two, adding to what should be a treat for fans of both. $25.50-$125.50. 7:30 p.m. 175 W. Kellogg Blvd., St. Paul; 651.726.8240. —Rick Mason


Taste of Minnesota

Harriet Island

Providing a few crave-worthy treats to Twin Cities residents who can't wait for the fair, the Taste of Minnesota fest has gotten more music-savvy over the past couple of years, but the update has come at a price. The new entry fee may be a turn-off for some, but consider that four local radio stations have each been given a night to book the main-stage lineup, providing a little something for everyone. The Current has turned in the most compelling roster (unless you're really into Sammy Hagar), featuring New York outfit the Walkmen, technical indiephiles Minus the Bear, and local firebrands P.O.S and Atmosphere. Each of those acts could handily pack local clubs all on their own, and combined they make it well worth the $20 price tag. There will doubtlessly be enough food of every sort to satisfy whatever craving you might have, but it's the appetite for live music that's going to bring in the crowds in droves. All ages. 11 a.m. to 10:30 p.m. $20 advance or before 4 p.m./$30 after 4 p.m. 200 Dr. Justus Ohage Blvd., St. Paul; 651.772.9980. Through Monday —Ian Traas



Minnesota Zoo Weesner Amphitheater

Devo: The name alone conjures up strange images of flowerpot headgear, plastic hair, and yellow radiation jackets (and spuds!). To the casual observer the style comes across as silly, but to fans it has always been part of the charm. The band came out of Akron in the early '70s, in a region of the Buckeye State that would also produce Pere Ubu, the Pretenders' Chrissie Hynde, and eventually Nine Inch Nails. Devo predated the punk movement but found their greatest success in the heyday of the new-wave movement of the early '80s. Like many bands of that era, they sent a good song ("Whip It") into the top 20, while their greatest songs ("Beautiful World," "Through Being Cool," "That's Good," etc.) were severely underappreciated. And like many of their new-wave contemporaries, they found themselves out of favor by the dawn of the '90s. Undeterred, several of the band's members got together to produce music for video games and TV shows. The group even helped create a kid version of the band for Disney called Devo 2.0. A few weeks ago, the band released Something for Everyone, their first new album in 19 years, and they've been touring in support of it since spring. The "classic" lineup of Gerald Casale, Mark Mothersbaugh, Bob Mothersbaugh, and Bob Casale is back (with Josh Freese drumming). Maintaining the trademark sound, the music still sounds oddly modern. Indeed, Devo may not have lived up to the theory of de-evolution that inspired their name, and "that's good." $56-$101. 7:30 p.m. 13000 Zoo Blvd., Apple Valley; 952.431.9200. —P.F. Wilson


Dale Watson

Lee's Liquor Lounge

Dale Watson is fervently dedicated to real country music, the stuff with rugged vocals, chugging rhythms, and major doses of fiddle and pedal steel—definitely not that slick, pop-soaked pap mainstream Nashville so often covets. A prolific and excellent songwriter, Watson's natural milieu (a word he'd probably never dream of using) is a 1950s or '60s honky tonk, his ace band spinning out driving songs about the road, or waxing philosophic in his rumbling baritone about the nature of good and evil in the spirit of Johnny Cash. Watson's latest, The Truckin' Sessions Vol. 2, is a collection of classic-sounding, all-original trucker tunes that easily slip in among the best of the genre. There's a tear-jerker ("Let This Trucker Go"), western swing ("Texas Boogie"), the Bakersfield sound ("Truck Stop in LaGrange"), even a bit of comic relief in "Truckin' Queen," in which the title character offsets his scruffy beard with "a negligee with red lamé." So if you got a hankerin' for gen-u-wine hard country, get it in gear and truck on down to Lee's. With Chris Brooks and the Silver City Boys. 21+. $15. 8 p.m. 101 Glenwood Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612.338.9491. —Rick Mason


Levon Helm Band/John Hiatt & the Combo

Minnesota Zoo Weesner Amphitheater

When Robert Crumb's "Keep on Truckin'" dude takes his goofy leaning steps down the avenue, the beat in his head, one suspects, is Levon Helm's. One of the (10, let's say) finest and funkiest drummers in rock history, the ex-Band member plays looser than the elastic on pair of 20-year-old sweatpants yet makes every kick, smack, and splash seem inevitable. Plus his singing could draw tears from a statue of Marcus Aurelius. His latest album, last year's Electric Dirt, is a keenly played and selected bunch of rock, blues, gospel, and country songs, including those by the Grateful Dead, the Stanley Brothers, Randy Newman, and two from Muddy Waters (he of the album Electric Mud). John Hiatt has more great songs—here mean, there sentimental, frequently wise and funny—than one night will accommodate; I always leave his shows wishing he'd heeded my silent requests for x, y, or z. His new album, The Open Road, isn't one of his strongest, but the title track and a few others enrich his catalog of loser/dreamer anthems, and his latest band, like all his bands, is lean and chopsy. $56. 7:30 p.m. 13000 Zoo Blvd., Apple Valley; 952.431.9200. —Dylan Hicks


Dillinger Four

Triple Rock

It's been a while since hometown heroes Dillinger Four have actively worked the local show circuit. That's okay; we know they're busy. Maybe getting older means that family, work, and the like start taking precedence over getting loaded on whiskey and bashing out wonderfully unkempt punk rock, but these guys aren't calling it quits just yet. Besides, the Fourth of July is a Dad-approved time for seeing old pals, enjoying a drink, and setting things on fire, so it's fitting that we should get to catch up with D4 over the holiday. It's the seventh year in a row that the band has hosted an event at (where else?) the Triple Rock in honor of America's birthday, inviting their hooligan friends over to melt a few faces with rock 'n' roll instead of an errant bottle rocket. If all the revelry (read: booze) hasn't handicapped our favorite punkers by the end of the night, you could skip the fireworks and still catch the best part of the Fourth. With Banner Pilot, the Dopamines, the Slow Death, and Box Thieves. 18+. $8/$10 at the door. 8 p.m. 629 Cedar Ave., Minneapolis; 612.333.7399. —Ian Traas

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