Year: 2007

  • Feast of Papi

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    Why is it that Mothers get brunch on their day, but Dads get grillables? Is there something so feminine about pancakes and burnt toast? Clearly, most of us belive there is something masculine and primal about cooking food over an open flame.

    But there are Dads who are the Champions of Breakfast: they are the ones that shuffle the cereal during the week and man the griddle on the weekends. For them I’d whip up some aebleskivers, the round pancake balls that you can fill with jam or Nutella or whatever makes you happy.

    Maybe your Dad is The Sandwich Man: a guy who likes nothing better than to plop on the couch with a huge hoagie and a beer. A perfect pile of Italian spiciness from Delmonico’s might fit the bill. Better yet, go get a couple of pounds of pastrami and every fixin’ you can think of, and let him create the perfect bite.

    Meat can be manly without being grilled. Grab a couple pounds of grass-fed beef short ribs from the boys of Braucher’s Sunshine Harvest Farm at the Mill City Market, and brine it in beer overnight. A quiet three hour braise will give you a tender, flavorful dish that would be tasty with some nicely spiced onion rings. No grill required.

    Short Ribs
    (about 4 lbs. of beef ribs)
    Place short ribs in Ziploc bags, cover with Guinness, seal and allow to marinate over night.

    Mix together:
    2 tsp. cumin
    2 tsp. cinnamon
    2 tsp. paprika
    2 tsp. pepper
    2 tsp. salt
    1 tsp. ground ginger
    1 tsp. tumeric

    Remove ribs, and pat dry. Rub spice mix over all sides. In large pot, heat a few tablespoons of olive oil over high heat until hot. Brown the ribs on all sides, working in batches if needed. Place ribs aside on a separate plate.

    Thrown in a some chopped garlic and slices of sweet onion (Vidalia)and cook until softened, about 3 minutes. Turn off heat, add short ribs and enough Guinness to cover them. Cover and place in 350 degree oven for about 3 hours. Remove, drain and chow down.

  • Father's Day Pride

    It’s Father’s Day on Sunday, so don’t forget to honor your favorite dads. I’m thinking about sending Francis Ford Coppola a tie. What do you think? It could even be a Satya Paul tie — granted, probably not a $21-million-dollar diamond one, but a nice one anyhow.

    Of course, the real lucky dads this weekend are the gay ones. They get to celebrate Father’s Day with a Pride Picnic in the East Picnic Pavilions of Como Park (11 a.m. to 2 p.m.).

    THEATER & PERFORMANCE
    Proud Puppet Art

    swearingjack.jpgYou don’t have to wait until Sunday to show your GLBT pride, however. The 2007 Pride events officially begin tonight with the opening of the Pride Art Show. The art show, which runs through July 22, features art work by GLBT artists or about GLBT themes. Tonight’s party features refreshments and entertainment — even an original puppet show performed by Swearing Jack Productions. Zuliana: A Love Story, written by Kristin Helgeson, was choreographed and designed by Julie Johnson and Megan West, and features the vocal talents of Anna McCorison.

    Friday at 7:30 p.m., The Soap Factory, 518 Second St. S.E., Minneapolis; 612-623-9176; free.

    Do You Believe in Love?

    getimage.jpgIf you’re looking for a more flamboyant way to start Pride weekend, or just an unusual and entertaining show, head over to Candi Stratton’s Immaculate Cher Show. The award winning, fully costumed and choreographed show, honors the life and music of the ultimate diva. What’s so special about this? Well, Cher is pretty darn outrageous and cool, but Cher being played by “the little boy that grew up to be Cher” is simply off the hook. Get a load of world-renowned Cher impersonator Candi Stratton. There are bound to be many great wigs and costumes. I mean, we’re talking Cher here, people. The event will benefit The Aliveness Project, Camp Heartland, Clare Housing, Park House, and Top Self. Tonight’s show includes a pre-show party (6 p.m.) with hors d’oeuvres, entertainment and a silent auction; and a post-show party (10 p.m.) with entertainment, prize drawings, and a live auction featuring original artwork by Anthony R. Whelihand.

    Friday and Saturday at 8 p.m., The Woman’s Club of Minneapolis (Theater), 407 W. 15th St., Minneapolis; 612-813-5300.

    More Traditional Fare

    3427261830.jpgTraditional certainly doesn’t have to mean boring. Enjoy a night of storm and shipwreck, island adventures, post-colonial oppression, cruelty and vengeance, air nymphs and spirits. I don’t think there’s a more fascinating Shakespeare play then The Tempest. And, lucky you, The Chameleon Theatre Circle will be performing it in various outdoor locations throughout the city over the course of the next three weekends — FREE! Bring a blanket or some chairs. Take some snacks or beverages, and sit back to enjoy the show. You won’t be dissappointed. Director Benjamin Kutschied presents Garrick Dietze as Prospero, Nicole Goeden as Miranda, Matt Riggs as Caliban, and Leah Starr as Ariel.

    Friday at 6:30 p.m. at Caponi Art Park, 1205 Difflet Road, Eagan; Saturday at 7 p.m. at Logan Park, Broadway St. and Monroe St., Northeast Minneapolis.

    Fat Pigs Need Love Too

    fat_pig.jpgThe theatrical offerings just don’t stop there this weekend. The Walking Shadow Theatre begins the final production of their inaugural season this evening. Fat Pig is an unusual love story and comedy about a boy who falls in love with a rather large girl. Playwright Neil LaBute (The Shape of Things and In the Company of Men) examines the nature of beauty and attraction in this story of love and weakness. Tonight’s show, directed by Amy Rummenie, features Celia Forrest, Shad Cooper, Jennifer Phillips and Ben Thietje.

    Friday and Saturday at 7:30 p.m., Sunday at 3 p.m., The Playwrights’ Center, 2301 Franklin Ave. E., Minneapolis; 612-332-7481; $16 (students/seniors $14).

    SPORTS
    Celebrate Father’s Day with a Good Pounding

    brawlposter.jpgA boxing bout in this city is cause for celebration. A boxing bout on Father’s Day weekend is downright delicious. Is this an unfair stereotype? Perhaps. I know plenty a father that won’t be going (though I refuse to believe they wouldn’t enjoy it). And I am likely to go without a father and enjoy it just as well. Those of you taking dear old dad to the Pride festivities might find it best to stay away, but then… you never know. Tonight’s Brawl in Saint Paul features bitter rivals Matt ‘The Predator’ Vanda and Kenny ‘KO’ Kost. This is a fight between the city and the suburbs, the street and the silver spoon. Vanda, from the tough East Side of St. Paul, decided to turn pro early. Kost is a decorated amateur who grew-up in the more affluent suburb of St. Paul, White Bear Lake.

    Friday at 7 p.m., The Legendary Roy Wilkins Auditorium, 175 W. Kellogg Blvd., St. Paul; 651-989-5151; $32-$102.

    Watch a Behind the Brawl Video

    BOOKS & AUTHORS
    Rock and Roll Cinderella

    laurie_lindeen.jpgLaurie Lindeen (from last month’s Heavy Rotation) will be reading from her new autobiographical tale, Petal Pusher: A Rock and Roll Cinderella Story this weekend as part of The Current Fakebook series. Don’t miss this show. Zuzu’s Petals will be playing a reunion show for the occasion and they’ll be joined onstage by music luminaries such as Paul Westerberg, Mark Olson, Steve Wynn, John Eller, Lori Barbero, Ed Ackerson, and Marc Perlman.

    Saturday at 8 p.m., Fitzgerald Theater, 10 E Exchange St., St. Paul; 651-290-1221; $20.

    MUSIC
    Music for Every Day of the Week

    Friday: Go see Robert Cray play with Paul Mayasich. 7:30 p.m., Minnesota Zoo, 13000 Zoo Blvd., Apple Valley; 952-431-9303; $32.

    Saturday: Blow out those eardrums at the Flight of the Valkyries, a midwest metal fest devoted to metal bands with female lead vocalists. 3:30 p.m., Station 4, 201 E. 4th St., St. Paul; 651-298-0173; $30.

    Sunday: You can always opt for the Joan Armatrading show, but if you prefer a good laugh and whole lot of fun, go check out the Barry Manilow Birthday Extravaganza — an evening filled with music and passion for the man who writes the songs. Local performers will pay tribute to Barry with favorites such as “Even Now,” “Weekend in New England,” “Very Strange Melody,” “When October Goes,” and “Copacabana.” 7 p.m., Bryant Lake Bowl, 810 West Lake St., Minneapolis; 612-825-3737; $15.

    ART
    Picasso and Bikes May Break My Bones, but Stones Will Never Hurt Me

    The Picasso Exhibit opens this weekend at the Walker Art Center, with a Preview Party on Friday night. And the third annual Bike-In at the Bell Museum of Natural History offers an outdoor celebration of people-powered transportation on Saturday. But the real art event of the weekend is the 13th Annual Stone Arch Festival of Arts. It’s supposed to be a steamy weekend, so put on those shorts and flip-flops and head over to the Stone Arch Bridge for one-of-kind artwork from more than 250 nationally known artists, family activities, live music and performing arts on three performance stages, a Whole Foods Market Culinary Arts Quarter, and an Art of the Car show presented by Smart Car.

    Saturday and Sunday from 10 a.m. to 6 p.m., Historic Main Street and Father Hennepin Park, Minneapolis; free.

  • Death to Fhima's

    David Fhima announced today that he will be closing Fhima’s on Saturday, June 16. “It’s been a great five-year run,” says the restaurateur — currently executive chef for Life Time Fitness — who closed the opulent Louis XIII last year amid rumors that his debts were nearing the $1 million mark. “We introduced Moroccan food to people who had no idea where Morocco is. And this will always be a happy memory for me.” Fhima says the restaurant will serve until the regular time (1 a.m.) Saturday night/Sunday morning and he will be on hand to talk with regular patrons. He has given no official reason for the closure, saying only that it was business decision and “it’s time.”

  • Some Sick Stuff

    One of the few perks of this job, if you can call seeing a movie you have to write about a perk, is getting to see movie screenings before having to wait in line with the rest of the blockbuster fans.

    Tomorrow, while most of humanity is lined up to see if the Silver Surfer does destroy the earth, I’ll be at Michael Moore’s latest: Sicko.

    Before you get all upset about how liberal he and I are, can you just take a minute and read just a little bit about health care in this country, and how for want of $80 to have a tooth pulled, a 12-year-old child from Maryland named Deamonte Driver got a brain infection, ran up a bill that we’ll all be paying of over $250,000, and then died? For want of 80 bucks, which is less than I spent on dinner with my wife last night, a kid died.

    That is sick.

  • Edina's First Outdoor Bar

    Edina gets its first outdoor bar on Friday, July 27 when Via opens at 67th and France. The former Pizzeria Uno has been given a $3 million makeover by Hemisphere Restaurant Partners, who also own the Atlas Grill and Mission American Kitchen in downtown Minneapolis. Executive chef James Foley is moving over from Mission, where he has been replaced by Doug Flicker, formerly chef-owner at Auriga. The contemporary American menu will range from carpaccio-wrapped hushpuppies and a heirloom tomato trio with three different sea salts, to entrees of halibut with golden tomatoes and lavender salsa, and ribeye with smoked cheddar polenta. Dinner entrees will be priced from $15 to the mid $20s.

  • What's the Buzz.Mn and So Many Other Questions?

    Have I ever mentioned how much I love Superior, Wisconsin? There’s something about sweating like a Ukrainian reaper in 85 degree heat, matted with dust, grass clippings and a half dozen ticks, then hauling ass down the hill to Menards for a fresh assortment of shears, brads and fasteners. Superior, where it is always a reliable 56 with a chilling airborne mist off the big lake.

    Okay, not always. Sometimes it’s 5 degrees and gray as a gun barrel with horizontal sleet sealing up your radiator. But it’s still lovable. It is so anti-Galleria up there it’s like another civilization.

    Anyway, much as I love Superior, we’re back home after four days of relaxation and brute labor. The list of questions possibly leading to stories relative to the Star Tribune was growing too long to stay disconnected.

    (Oh, I had one of those strange, synchronous, sado-poetic moments during a cell-phone conversation with a Strib reporter. I came over me as I stood in a half weed-whacked patch of waist-high grass. The reporter was saying he had heard that the cash-strapped Star Tribune company was going to pick up the tab to re-locate publisher Par Ridder from Sunfish Lake to Paul Magers’ old joint on Lake of the Isles, and at the precise moment he said the word “Par” I realized I was crushing a wood tick between my fingernails. Eery, huh?)

    Since I could wait a very long time for various editors and writers to respond to my e-mailed questions or return phone calls, let me just lay out a few of the questions I’m trying to get answered, now that I’m back in beautiful Edina. (If any of the people involved respond with answers to these questions I’ll update this post.)

    1. What exactly is the deal with Buzz.Mn? The story goes that within an hour of Strib management posting an opening for editor of Buzz.Mn, the Strib’s community-neighborhood chat forum, ex-Quirk columnist James Lileks appeared on the site, blogging furiously and announcing that he was in fact the new editor. (The site has now had four editors in less than a year, and the Strib posting did mention a “preferred candidate”, which is inside-newspaperspeak for, “Don’t bother applying”).

    That was about a week ago. So how come to date only one other Strib writer has contributed to Buzz.Mn? The thing is all-Lileks, and as we all know Lileks can produce a stupendous amount of copy. But how come it’s him and him alone? Is there, as one dime-dropper told me, “a de facto boycott” going on? And how did Lileks end up with an editing job officially described as requiring, “the consummate team player”?

    Several people called to point this out and encourage me to rip … somebody. (I’m handling a lot of contract work these days. Kind of like the Italians Paulie Walnuts brought in for the bungled hit on Phil Leotardo.)

    I’ve told just about everyone that I don’t want to get into a “thing” with Lileks, unless he wants to throw down over Iraq vis a vis the “war on terror” or the nauseating suckling he does off the starchy teats of fulminating half-wits like Hugh Hewitt. It isn’t like it’s a personal thing. Really. Well maybe a little. I’m not sure.

    I haven’t paid a lot of attention to Buzz.Mn in the past months. But I and others never had the impression it was supposed to be a one-person rumpus room, yet another variation on “The Bleating Quirk”. Other voices were supposed to be heard. Right? So what gives? Have Nancy Barnes and Scott Gillespie, the Strib’s top editors, parked Lileks there just to goose up traffic with his “Bleat” readers? With the idea they’ll pay more attention to it once they’ve finished the very funky, and exceedingly gamey business of choosing who gets their vaunted “anyone who wants it gets it” buy-out … except for those who don’t? (More on that later.)

    With the announcement of a major new news competitor imminent, Buzz.Mn was supposed to be an incubator for all that citizen journalism and interactive stuff next generation news services will supposedly provide. If Barnes and Gillespie see it that way, how does a site overwhelmed by one voice encourage that model?

    2. Is it true that the Strib will soon begin reducing its weekly news hole by 30 pages, more or less as Par Ridder (now I’m getting flashes of tick imagery) warned back in one of his “Newspaper Business 101” slide shows? Thirty less pages of news is very significant, and I’m told most of the cutting will come out of the weekday editions in order to keep the life rafts fulling inflated around the Sunday version.

    3. Is the fashion beat dead or alive? Is fashion writer Sarah Glassman leaving or staying? When we last spoke with Glassman she had a new job lined up at Mpls/St.Paul magazine. The Strib had told her they were dumping fashion and she could either apply for one of those sexy Bloomington Waste Facilities Commission reporting jobs, or take the buy-out (worth a month’s pay to her) and leave. But then the Strib changed its mind. One rumor — a RUMOR people — is that Macy’s, still a big print advertiser, (although they recently announced they were reallocating 20% of their ad budget to on-line entities), put pressure on the Strib to retain a fashion beat, maybe even specifying Glassman.
    Really?

    3. Since the Strib didn’t get 50 full-time newsroom employees to take the buy-out, and since they’ve dug in their heels and refused immediate, paid separation to four reporters who want it — on the grounds that “too many reporters” applied — can Timberwolves beat writer Steve Aschburner have his job back? He actually WANTS to work there, and as someone who read his stuff — through an astonishingly boring Wolves season — I’ll vouch that he delivers damn good copy.

    Why not let everyone go who wants to go? And why not allow the one person who wants to return return and start over with what’s left? I mean, did anyone in the Strib power suites actually think they were going to be able to coordinate this mess?

    These are questions I amassed while lolling on the Wisconsin Riviera. I stand sun burnt, bitten and ready to provide answers as they come available.

  • Hot Top Chef

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    hot! hot! hot!

    Ok, what’s with the hot tub?

    For the last two seasons, the Top Chef chefs were holed up in spartan lofts…they had to cook Thanksgiving dinner in the ridiculous little kitchens, remember?

    I get that the show’s succeess means that people want to give them things: like the penthouse suite at the Fountainebleu in Miami that is DECKED out with glam…and a hot tub. Fishing for bikini shots, anyone? I think it’s a little cheesey, a little Hell’s Kitchen, not worthy of the goal of the competition.

    OK, just for starters: Hung is clearly the guy we’re supposed to love to hate … and he’s got a connection to Marcel, hmmmm.

    The big Vinnie-NY-Italian-Guy looks like he’ll be the meathead of the bunch.

    The girls are all pretty-pretty, and younger than before, not a Betty or Cynthia amongst them.

    The food looked pretty good, I was seriously hungry for the winning dish and was excited by CJ’s ostrich tartare. And even though Brian ended up in the bottom bunch at the judges table, I think he had guts to choose the snake and eel.

    We’ll see…..

  • A Minor Deal

    It’s not quite moving a deck chair on the Titanic, but the straight (and still unconfirmed) trade of Mike James to Houston for Juwan Howard seems more of an addition-by-subtraction and a bid to install locker room leadership than a significant upgrade in on-court talent.

    First, the upside. Howard is a quality individual, a hard worker who has been given various community awards and citations for his charitable contributions and strength of character. At 6-9, he is a front court player who has averaged more than 16 points and 7 rebounds over the course of his 13-year career. In terms of chemistry, he is a stabilizer, not a disrupter, and has long been friends with Kevin Garnett.

    His contract is slightly more expensive than James’s, but extends out to a player option (that he will almost certainly exercise) in 2008-09, whereas James has his own lucrative player option in 2009-10, so the Wolves save a year of expensive penance for their unfortunate signing. Howard also enables the Wolves to rid themselves of James the player, whose horrendous defense and emotional inability to make the transition from role player to reliable starter was among the more significant of myriad disappointments in the 2006-07 season. Add to that persistent rumors that James was a corrosive component of this team, especially in his willingness to talk the talk about team play but not walk the walk, and it’s easy to understand why Minnesota pulled the trigger on this deal.

    The downside is that Howard will be 35 in February and cannot reasonably be expected to hold down the center position, even in this era of no hand-check small ball. He is a better rebounder than Mark Blount (who isn’t among big men?), shares the ball better in the half court game, and is a better defender. But he is *not* a shot-blocker (his career average is 0.3 per game) and can’t provide the staunch, trunk-oriented ability to hold his ground so necessary in defending bigs in the paint. Instead, he is a decent mid-range jump-shooter (albeit not as good as either KG or Blount) and passable defender of opposing power forwards who is probably incapable at this point in his career of playing the sort of uptempo style that is coming into vogue in the NBA, one the Wolves might be able to play with the right draft pick and deploying KG as the “center.”

    Any more tea-leaf reading on the future will of course have to wait for this month’s draft and other deals that might occur between now and the beginning of training camp this fall. At first blush, it appears that Minnesota is either preparing to draft a point guard or indeed committed to Randy Foye as its point guard. I’m guessing the latter, because Juwan Howard is decidedly not the banger required to take the onus off Kevin Garnett in the paint wars.

    Bottom line, I think this trade was made for chemistry reasons, and to begin to correct the backcourt imbalance on the roster that plagued the team last season. Juwan Howard is not the piece that cements a playoff contender. He is a reliable player on and off the court who will provide an honest night’s effort 82 games per season. The same could not be said of Mike James. The only lingering question, one we obviously can’t answer, is whether or not the Wolves could have received better compensation for James than an aging, smallish, slightly redundant power forward.

  • Knocked Up

    by Peter Schilling

    Judd Apatow seems to be everywhere. He was the executive producer of the critically acclaimed television show Freaks and Geeks and the writer-director of The 40-Year-Old Virgin. He will also lend his imprimatur to the upcoming teen sex comedy Superbad. In the meantime, he has produced another ribald farce in the style of Virgin (sans Steve Carell). In Knocked Up, a lovable stoner and budding internet-porn businessman played by Seth Rogen impregnates the Ashley Judd look-alike Katherine Heigl. She’s a gorgeous television personality; he’s a loser with a heart of gold. When they decide to have the baby together, laughs ensue. That’s the formula anyway, and what made Virgin work so well was Apatow’s fondness for Altman-like conversation and his healthy respect for these flawed, immature characters. (A plethora of dick- and boob-jokes didn’t hurt matters either.) Here, though, Apatow seems to think he’s making serious commentary on parenthood. Clocking in at two hours and ten minutes, it’s a bit long-winded. Still, much of the humor won’t be matched by any other movie this summer — in particular, there’s a hilarious passage about shaving one’s privates.

  • These Are No Typical Performances

    THEATER & PERFORMANCE
    Not Just Another Drag Show

    Dykes Do Drag4web.jpgWe’ve all seen a typical drag show, right? It’s basically just a bunch of guys lip-syncing in evening gowns, with well-tucked packages. And while this can certainly be quite entertaining, it just can’t match Dykes Do Drag. Now in its eighth year, this gender-blending, queer variety show features kings, queens, trannies, and bio performers. With the Gentleman King as host, many of the Twin Cities’ most talented performers will participate this evening (and the next two) in this pop-music performance-art cabaret.

    10:00 p.m. (9:30 doors), Bryant Lake Bowl; 810 West Lake St., Minneapolis; 612-825-3737 ; $14 (students 2-for-1).

    Bend your Mind, 10 Minutes at a Time

    summerShorts4web.jpgSummer is for shorts. And drag shows aren’t all the Bryant Lake Bowl has to offer this evening. Get there a few hours earlier for the Summer Shorts 2007: Bent show — Theatre Limina’s staged-reading series. Each Thursday (for two more weeks), five original 10-minute plays will be staged. See what some of the top playwrights across the country are up to, and help choose the plays that will go on for an encore performance. Readings will be staged by up-and-coming directors, and will feature local talent. Tonight’s pieces include Thomas H. Diggs’s “Five Wishes,” Ellen Lewis’s “If We Kissed,” Lia Romeo’s “Hot Line,” Krist Knight’s “Rime of the Four Albatross,” and Michael Schaefer’s “The Ten Minute Miracle.”

    7:00 p.m., Bryant Lake Bowl; 810 West Lake St., Minneapolis; 612-825-3737 ; $12.

    Desire for the Undesired

    LiveActionSet1.gifUsing theater and dance as the primary voices, Live Action Set explores the act of wanting those things we do not have and wishing we didn’t want the things we wished we had. Confused? Well, that’s usually the case with this artistic collaborative. The work of Live Action Set is never easy to explain; that’s part of its charm — and what makes it so utterly interesting. Tonight through Sunday, Robert Rosen (co-founder of Theatre de la Jeune Lune) will be directing the members of Live Action Set in a physically challenging new work about desire, taboo, and what happens in the layers between realization, repression, and expression. Desiderare: Desire for the Undesired is presented by The Red Eye Theater as part of the New Works 4 Weeks festival. The performers promise that the show will be “provocative, funny, and very, very human.”

    8 p.m., The Red Eye Theater, Minneapolis; 612-870-0309; $12 (Friday and Saturday $15; seniors/student $8).

    VISUAL ART
    Total Chaos: The Art and Aesthetics of Hip-Hop

    image05.jpgHip-hop has had an undeniable impact on the arts. I’m not just talking about spoken-word poetry, street literature, post-black art, urban art, outsider art, and other labels given to hip-hop-related work. The parameters are no longer so clearly defined (as if they ever were). Just as hip-hop has permeated every type of music at this stage, it has done so with all the arts, be it theater, poetry, performance art, dance, visual art, film, or video. Tonight, Cey Adams, Jeff Chang, Roger Cummings, and Rachel Raimist will discuss how hip-hop is expanding in more obscure and impactful ways. Cey Adams has done graphics for countless album covers (Jay-Z, Method Man, DMX), clothing lines (Sean John), movies, and TV shows (Belly, Next Friday, The Chapelle Show). Jeff Chang, author of the books Total Chaos: The Art and Aesthetics of Hip-Hop and Can’t Stop Won’t Stop: A History of the Hip-Hop Generation, has written extensively on race, culture, politics, and the arts for numerous publications. Roger Cummings is the cofounder and artistic director of Juxtaposition Arts, a North Minneapolis urban art center whose mission is to empower youth and community to use the arts to actualize their full potential. Rachel Raimist is a Twin Cities-based filmmaker and director of Nobody Knows My Name, which chronicles the stories of five women in hip-hop.

    7 p.m., Walker Art Center, Cinema, 1750 Hennepin Ave., Minneapolis; 612-375-7600; free.

    Mezzolago

    Celebrate the opening of a brand new gallery on Chicago Avenue. We can never have enough galleries. Hell, if we get enough of them, maybe we can finally stop going to see art in coffee shops. Swing by tonight and check out the new artists and the latest addition to the Minneapolis art scene.

    6:30 p.m., Mezzolago, 5255 Chicago Ave. S., Minneapolis.

    MUSIC
    A Long Time Coming

    BM2005Jul_Maine_HerveOudet_DSC00112_B.JPGAfter a long absense, folk musician Bill Morrisey is finally returning to the Twin Cities this evening. With two Grammy nominations, several 4-star reviews from Rolling Stone Magazine, and many other stellar reviews in national publications, Morrisey doesn’t need much of an leg-up in the hype department. Not just a singer/songwriter, but a novelist, and even a producer, Morrisey serves up some great New England folk blues with poetic and witty lyrics.

    7:30 p.m., Gingko Coffeehouse, 721 N. Snelling Ave., St. Paul; 651-645-2647; $15.

    STYLE
    Party in Your Beachwear

    Just a quick mention of the Splash Bash Summer Fashion Show at Trocaderos this evening. Party like a rock star in your swimwear or underwear. I’ve never been into these things, but who am I to say? The evening begins with a fashion show with Lady Bunny and ends with an underwear party. Woohoo!

    8:30 p.m. (doors 6:30), Trocaderos, 107 Third Ave. N., Minneapolis; 612-465-0440; $10 ($30 VIP pass includes hors d’oeuvres, reserved seating, gift bag, and a consultations with Belladerm Medspa).