Katie Pruitt Delivers Magical Performance At Amsterdam

This past weekend was one of the most fun weekends I’ve had in a long time and I got to add in one of my most anticipated shows of the year to top it off on Sunday night.  After a VERY full weekend of running (racing Women Run the Cities and hitting the trails), dog time, brunch, movie night, and catching up on the first installment of season 3 of Bridgerton, I thought I would be too wiped out for a Sunday night show. I can’t even remember the last time I was out on a Sunday night, but knowing Katie Pruitt, a newfound favorite, was playing an intimate show 10 minutes away from me was more than enough to get me out to Amsterdam Bar & Hall to catch one of the last shows on the Mantras Tour. 
True to form, I went into Jack Van Cleaf, the sole opener of the evening, completely blind. This is one of my favorite ways to get a first impression, especially with how picky I can be with music. Little did myself and the crowd know we were going to get nearly 40 minutes of wonderful storytelling, beautiful guitars, and heartfelt singing. I was pleasantly surprised with Jack Van Cleaf and co. for bringing such a genuine performance to the stage: from effortlessly moving through their set to checking in with the crowd on where to go after the show and the big sporting event of the night, they set the perfect tone for the night. Jack Van Cleaf even brought out Katie Pruitt for guest vocals on his song “Wild Roses;” while not entirely a surprise the duet was an incredible addition to that song.
I’ve said this to everyone that will listen and will continue to do so, but the older I get the more I appreciate shows with three or less artists on the bill, and before I knew it, it was time for the one and only Katie Pruitt to hit the stage. I’ll be honest, I’m not sure how to collect my thoughts on Katie Pruitt’s live show: I was absolutely floored and captivated by her incredible talent and her unapologetic authentic self she put forth on the stage. It’s hard to write about an artist that absolutely crushed all expectations; the last time I was personally this blown away was when I stumbled into First Avenue to see Julien Baker live for the first time.  There was something transcendent about that experience and it was extraordinary to have that experience again watching Pruitt and co. elevate songs from “Mantras” and “Expectations.” I cannot say enough about Pruitt’s insane vocal ability; from her incredible range to the complete control Pruitt harnessed over her vocals, she knew exactly when to tether and release her vocal power, it was a gift to be a part of the crowd to see it live.  
Not only was Pruitt and her band extremely talented, they had plenty of fun with the crowd.  Early on in the set, Pruitt & co. played an excellent cover of Nirvana’s “All Apologies.”  A little over halfway, they pulled out an old school Magic 8 Ball and took in yes or no questions from fans, with questions ranging from should I buy a camper to will the Timberwolves win in the finals (that one was not answered) to should I quit my job.  Even with resounding yes’ from the Magic 8 Ball, the band were not shy about chiming in and talking with the crowd. There was only one disappointing part of the show for me: the realization that I wouldn’t be able to see Pruitt live for the first time in an intimate venue ever again. Pruitt is on a remarkable trajectory and I already can’t wait for her to make her return to the Twin Cities later this fall opening for Lake Street Dive at Surly.