Setlist

All You Need Is Lust
The Perfect Girl
She Was Naked
(I Like My Women) Shaved
BJE
18
Gentleman
A Little Blood
You’re More Fun When You’re Drunk
Blue Ball Blues
If I Was a Girl
The Butt Is the Face of the Back
Beta Male
Because You Are Hot
Encore
Arpeggi/Weird Fishes (Radiohead Cover) (among others)

Elise Trouw Tour Dates

FEB 14, 2026 CHICAGO, IL AVONDALE MUSIC HALL
FEB 15, 2026 DETROIT, MI LAGER HOUSE
FEB 18, 2026 INDIANAPOLIS, IA HI-FI INDY
FEB 19, 2026 CLEVELAND, OH GROG SHOP
FEB 20, 2026 ALBANY, NY EMPIRE UNDERGROUND
FEB 21, 2026 BROOKLYN, NY LITTLEFIELD
FEB 22, 2026 WASHINGTON, D.C. UNION STAGE
FEB 25, 2026 PITTSBURGH, PA THE ORIGINAL PITTSBURGH WINERY
FEB 26, 2026 LEXINGTON, KY THE BURL
FEB 27, 2026 LOUISVILLE, KY WHIRLING TIGER
FEB 28, 2026 NASHVILLE, TN EASTSIDE BOWL
MAR 1, 2026 ATLANTA, GA CENTER STAGE THEATER
MAR 13, 2026 HOUSTON, TX THE HEIGHTS THEATER

Elon Lust is a bad man. The pink-suited, blond-haired, mustachioed Lothario at the center of Elise Trouw’s latest album, The Diary of Elon Lust (released just hours before Friday’s show) is more than just a misguided misogynist. His songs offer a fairly complete tour of sexist attitudes, couched in feminist affirmation and acceptance: (some) women are perfect. You’re cool and fun (when you drink). I appreciate you (and mostly your body). You’re the center of the universe (as long as I get what I want).

Elon Lust, of course, is an alter ego of Elise Trouw, a California multi-instrumentalist, singer, and songwriter. (She was recognized by the Grammy Foundation while in high school, released her debut on her own record label at 17, is endorsed by three drum companies, and has gone viral for musical “looping” videos.) So… this is satire. Elon intentionally says things that Elise has almost certainly heard from less fictional men. Elon’s exaggerated, but… by how much? He’s ridiculous, but are men like him ever truly subject to appropriate ridicule?

The show borrowed from the loud visual tradition of burlesque and drag: Elon and two dancers (in gold bodysuits) hit the stage with props and visual aids. A poster board on which they drew “The Perfect Girl” (in stick-figure form). Blue balloons tossed into the crowd (for “Blue Ball Blues”). Enormous cyclops-eye masks (for “BJE”). Enormous blow-up cellular phones for “All You Need Is Lust”. Someone nearby in the half-full Entry remarked that this was the most creative show they’d ever seen, and there were reasons to be on that guy’s side.

Any YouTube fan hoping for “Elon” to bust out a looping pedal would be disappointed, aside from a quick demonstration of “men can do anything they want to do”, shoving the (male!) drummer aside, and rocking a very brief percussion solo. I don’t mean to dwell on the sexist satire — the songs are tight, if intentionally cringe-inducing. The room sounded great, and the show is terrifically well-done — but outside of the spectacle of such numbers as “Because You Are Hot” (Elon decked out on either side by a dancer dressed up as a single, anatomically correct breast), it didn’t come across as any laughing matter.

However, with the album over (played completely and in order), Elon shed the costume, hair, and makeup. The dancers helped her put on a little black dress, and the real Elise Trouw emerged. There would only be a few more songs, but even the angsty material from her high-school-years debut felt considerably lighter than what had come earlier, with its jazz touches and sly reference back to Radiohead’s “Arpeggi/Weird Fishes”. The relief was measurable in the room, but the encore was all too brief, and she wished us well into the Minnesota night.

Minneapolis-area powerhouse Daphne Jane was a great choice to start us off, with her confessional lyrics and party atmosphere. She and the band have added a terrific version of “So Hot You’re Hurting My Feelings” to the setlist, and she continues to grow in confidence and presence.