Fidlar is one of those bands that I will never miss a chance to see live. They’re just so fun and electric and are one of those bands that can make you forget any troubles that may be plaguing you within just a song. Yes, that means even if they play a radio show in front of people who either won the ticket or are just there to hear “that one song” I will still there bright eyed and bushy tailed.
Friday night’s show started off with an introduction from two local radio personalities from Go96 who sponsored the show as one of their Go Shows. After rattling off the sponsors (McDonald’s and Audi Saint Paul/ Minneapolis), they went on to ask who was excited to see Fidlar. The crowd erupted but I was confused, there was still a local band to get through and I, for one, was overly excited to see them.
The last time I saw local band France Camp was last March when they opened for Acid Dad. They were great then but even better last night. Maybe it was the extravagant lights or the way the audience was eating up every single word even though man of them were new to to the band. Regardless, France Camp is just a true gem of the Minneapolis music scene that hasn’t gotten the recognition they deserve in the past but I see that quickly changing. Their California garage rock vibes seem completely out of place for a Minnesota band currently in the thralls of winter but they do it so perfectly. Their upbeat and bouncey yet intense songs were the perfect soundtrack to get the young audience moving and warmed up for what was to come.
France Camp was clearly having fun with their set which added a sense of charm that Fidlar would continue with throughout the night. At one point they introduced themselves as McFrance Camp just to poke fun at the banners advertising the sponsors throughout the venue. A failed crowd surfing attempt by the singer where the in-experienced audience turned him over on his stomach (while playing guitar mind you) and then set him on the ground turned into a dance party on the floor that had the sound guys scrambling to figure out the cords and what not. France Camp’s set was short, sweet, quirky and definitely memorable. It ended with an introduction to Kyle on bass but nothing more. Again, awkward, quirky, but oh so much fun. France Camp was the best local band that could have been put onto this bill.
Even with a new album out that I have really yet to dig into, Fidlar did a great job of mixing old with new while focusing on the old. It was hit after hit and I found myself singing along to song after song as the crowd turned into a sweaty mess. Although a lot of the audience was just there to hear “that one song” that I’m sure Go96 has been spinning non-stop hence the sponsorship, there were plenty of people singing along to every single word of every single song with a giant smile on their face. The energy in the room was electric and even if you were just waiting for that one song, it was impossible to not get lost in it all. The pit was playful but intense. I hugged the wall just so I could watch everything unfold and nodded at the people that were spit out of the pit just to catch their breath and then go back in. People were rowdy and ready to party but the atmosphere stayed light-hearted and fun throughout Fidlar’s entire set.
My favorite part of Fidlar’s set was definitely during one of my favorite songs “40oz. On Repeat”. Almost a pity-party of a song with lyrics like “Because everybody’s got somebody, everybody but me. Why can’t anybody just tell me that I’m somebody’s?” it’s definitely in my top five from this band. I was interested to see what they would do when the line about selling out comes up. I mean, here’s this band that sings about never selling out but now they are playing this Go Show sponsored by Audi and McDonald’s. I’ve always been struck by the members’ personalities that shine without any effort so I was waiting to see what they would do here. I mean, they weren’t just going to let it slide right? “And I’ll just scream and shout, that I’ll never sell out/ I’ll never sell out, man!/ Wait, how much?” Pause. “Yeah, so what. We sold out!” Shouted the singer with a smile on his face. I don’t know if many people caught it and I know it was such a small moment of an amazing night but that split second had me laughing uncontrollably and falling in love a little bit more with this band (which I honestly didn’t think was possible).
Last night was short and sweet and before I knew it, the show was over and I was heading back home with a giant smile on my face. Fidlar will forever be one of my favorite bands to catch live.