I'm sure if you read the BEAR Rag semi-regularly, you start to get a little annoyed at all the in-your-face positivity we share after each show we play. Truth is, we really really love playing songs for people. So any opportunity we get to do that with some like-minded bands in a room with tasty beer, we're gonna walk away feeling happy and refreshed.
So I'm sure it comes as no surprise that Friday night at the Nomad World Pub on Minneapolis's West Bank was everything we were hoping it would be. If you don't know the Nomad, you must check out this off-the-map rock club. They've got a great stage, superb sound, a deep tap beer list, and a little something called the Prix Fixe, which is a tall boy PBR, a shot of Jameson, and a Camel Crush cigarette for $5. BEAR had never played the Nomad, nor had we played with Narco States or Broken Bicycles, so it was a night of goddamn firsts.
I'll try and be as brief as possible, because these recaps tend to get long-winded as I continually get nostalgic for two days prior when we had such a fun time playing rock and roll. We made friends with the Broken Bicycles. They were playing power-pop jams like they were born to. Reminded me and Matt of Headlights, with their female lead vocals and synth parts rolling together with a naughty lead guitar. Then BEAR played our favoritest set yet. We unveiled some new songs on the world and they were well-received, which quelled the inherent question every band or songwriter asks themselves of "is this actually a song someone might enjoy hearing us play?" Then Narco States took over the stage and ABSOLUTELY owned it. Michael, their front dude, is a beast, jumping off things, writhing around, kicking, breaking mic stands, etc. It was heavy, in the best way possible.
We'd like to thank our friends for coming out. And thank our two new band friends, Narco and Broken Bikes. I suppose one more thanks should go out to that random guy who kept buying everyone Jameson shots and Jameson mixers and whatnot. Any time that dude wants to come to a BEAR show, we won't turn him away!
Okie doke, see below for a few BEAR shots from the crowd, as well as one spooky Narco shot as Michael was mid jump. What an incredible night.
To the moon,
Behrends and BEARfriends