It seems funny now that a downtown shopping mall with an Applebee's and a Hard Rock Café would be considered a threat to Minneapolis' underground music scene, but that fear was very real in June 2003 when Craig Finn returned to his hometown to headline the first two concerts at the Triple Rock Social Club.
This club's opening "confirms that the scene's not lying down — that independent music is still alive and thriving in the Twin Cities," the future Hold Steady frontman told me, after relaying his contempt for the new Block E complex looming dangerously near to First Avenue at the time.
Block E is now the Mayo Sports Clinic complex, First Avenue is now the big kid on the block in more ways than one (although it did come close to closing a year later), and the Triple Rock is everything Finn said it would be: a bastion of indie music that very much helped keep the scene alive and thriving.
Or at least it will for another month.
News that rumbled through local music fans' social-media feeds like a Stnnng song on 10, Triple Rock owners Gretchen and Erik Funk announced Monday that their grade-A music hall with the no-BS corner-bar vibe will close around Thanksgiving. They didn't give any reasons yet, and since we owe them more than they owe us, they shouldn't have to explain.
By coincidence or not (I vaguely suspect not), Finn makes a well-timed return to the West Bank club Friday touting his third and best solo record, a decade after his '90s band Lifter Puller reunited for the first two shows there, and 13 years since his best-known group played a memorable two-night stand behind its first record.
Those Hold Steady shows would rank among my all-time favorites there, along with OFF!, Dinosaur Jr., release parties by the Plastic Constellations and Retribution Gospel Choir, Dawes' first local gig, the Waxahatchee/Girlpool/Kitten Forever trifecta, Titus Andronicus, the Buzzcocks, the Sword with Zebulon Pike, a Heiruspecs-led Dre Day and the all-ages Doomtree Blowout show with my teenage niece in tow.
I'll probably remember a dozen more, once all the awesome music nerds in town remind me of them when this story hits Twitter.