From Soul Asylum to Faux Jean – My 12 Years of First Avenue and What They Meant To Me

Just kidding. I could wax allegorical for hours on the subject, but I’m going to keep it short, as I’ve come to realize there’s a reason why I rarely post on Fridays. I went to a Clearchannel show at the Quest a week after First Avenue closed, and I felt as if I had gone to a prostitute while my wife was in a coma. Now that it's reopened, don’t take the Ave for granted. The alternative is ugly, immoral, expensive, and just plain nasty.