Tim McKenna of Minneapolis:
1 Roxy Music inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame. No Eno. No Paul Thompson. No matter. Americans know Roxy Music as Bryan Ferry’s old band. High time this highly influential group was inducted. You can blame it for some of the ’80s, the New Romantics movement in particular.
2 Mott the Hoople, First Avenue. All the Old Dudes came out for this (last?) concert run, and nearly 80-year-old frontman Ian Hunter did not disappoint. Mott rocked pretty hard for a dinosaur. And Hunter wailed on the legendary Maltese cross guitar. Cheerio, mate! They’re another glaring oversight by the Rock Hall.
3 “The Dirt,” Netflix. Now, I never liked Mötley Crüe, but thanks to MTV I knew all the Crüe members’ names. This Nikki Sixx bio flick is hysterical. Nails the L.A. look of the era. The debauchery unparalleled? You decide.
Jon Bream of the Star Tribune:
1 Nick Mason’s Saucerful of Secrets, the Orpheum. This new Pink Floyd tribute band definitely passed the acid test, thanks to Floyd drummer Mason and his pals exploring the trippy pre-“Dark Side of the Moon” catalog. Props to singer-guitarist Gary Kemp, who has come a long way from Spandau Ballet.
2 Mott the Hoople, First Avenue. On their first U.S. tour in 45 years, these aging glam rockers played ageless, carefree rock ’n’ roll with vigor, swagger and spirit. An unexpected thrill. Encore!
3 Donna Grantis, “The Future Is.” At her album release party at the Dakota, she encored with an unrecorded instrumental on which she skillfully channeled various Prince guitar licks in her own style.