Slightly Stoopid at the Cabooze, Minneapolis (30 Aug 2015)
Tour Dates
09/04/15 Detroit, MI Fillmore Detroit
09/05/15 Cleveland, OH Jacobs Pavilion
09/06/15 Utica, NY Saranac Brewery
09/10/15 Columbus, OH The LC Pavilion
09/11/15 Riot Fest Chicago, IL
09/12/15 Pittsburgh, PA Stage AE
09/13/15 Lockn’ – Interlocking Music Festival
09/19/15 Kaaboo
09/26/15 Summer Ends Music Festival
10/29/15 St. Louis, MO The Pageant
10/30/15 Nashville, TN War Memorial
10/31/15 Suwannee Hulaween
11/01/15 Voodoo Experience
11/05/15 Columbia, SC Music Farm Columbia
11/06/15 Atlanta, GA The Tabernacle
11/07/15 Charlotte, NC Fillmore Charlotte
11/08/15 Asheville, NC The Orange Peel
11/11/15 Bethlehem, PA Sands Bethlehem
11/12/15 Richmond, VA The National
11/13/15 Norfolk, VA The NorVa
11/14/15 Norfolk, VA The NorVa
12/15/15 Cancun, Mexico Closer To The Sun
12/16/15 Cancun, Mexico Closer To The Sun
12/17/15 Cancun, Mexico Closer To The Sun
12/18/15 Cancun, Mexico Closer To The Sun
12/19/15 Cancun, Mexico Closer To The Sun
I am definitely not the “reggae” type. I’ll listen to it in passing or if I’m working and just want some background music on. I definitely don’t seek it out. All I can think of when I hear reggae music is the record/ head shop I used to work at growing up. I used to work at Peeple’s Music in Des Moines, Iowa. My boss and co-workers were all huge hippies. I remember walking in to a huge cloud of smoke from the night before when I would open the shop. Standing in the crowd tonight, I was transported right back to that record shop.
This was the first reggae show of my life. Shocking, I know. I had an idea of what to expect in my head. I was not let down.
The whole crowd was lost in a cloud of marijuana smoke… good job security. Usually being lost in a cloud of smoke annoys me but it really did work tonight. It definitely added to the ambiance of being at a reggae show.
There were dreadlocks everywhere. The fashion was something straight out of articles about Coachella and Lollapalooza. There was fringe everything, outfits that looked like people had torn down their parent’s drapes and fashioned them into pants and there was a hemp necklace around everyone’s neck. I honestly felt like I had been transported right back to Woodstock or some other festival back in the 60’s or 70’s.
The music was great. The Dirty Heads definitely stole the show, in my mind, with their radio friendly reggae sound. They were the band that my roommate and I really wanted to see and they did not let us down. They had so much energy on stage and really got the crowd moving and grooving.
The Expendables were good as well. They just didn’t seem to command the stage as much as The Dirty Heads. By the time Slightly Stoopid came on, everything started to sound the same.
After a long day of driving back to Minnesota from Des Moines, Iowa, the Sunday show was exactly what I needed. It was so chill and relaxing. There was no fighting for space, no fighting. Just a bunch of hippies.
