My uncle must know mind control. That’s the only way I can think he convinced my grandma and aunt (his wife) into coming to Minnesota in the middle of winter.
Maybe I should give a little background first. Maxine, my Uncle Dan’s wife, is a Southern Bell. She grew up in the south and has lived there all her life. Needless to say, she’s not a snow or cold lover. Grandma Jessie has spent plenty of time in the snow and chooses to live on the Gulf Coast of Mississippi these days. Both of them have sworn it’d be a cold day in hell before they’d come here during winter.
While I was visiting my parents for Thanksgiving, I got the news the entire southern clan was flying/driving up to MN to see the Trans-Siberian Orchestra: tickets and hotel accommodations courtesy Uncle Dan and Co. I wasn’t so much excited to see the show as I was to see all my family. The last time we were all together was maybe for my sisters grad party which was 1 1/2 years ago.
The day arrived and I was even able to get off work early so I could eat dinner with everyone. Before I left work, I called ahead to the family and got them heading down the right skywalk. After meeting up with them infront of the City Center, we decided to go eat at Applebees in Block E. Bad idea. Applebees turned out to be fairly busy and being that we had a party of 13, it was pretty hard to get a table. With about 45 min to spare, we were able to get a seat and place our orders. We were all very rushed in eating and I think everyone was just anxious to see the show.
With that we headed off for the Target Center; only a short block away. I was asked to not bring my backpack into the show and had to run that along with a couple cameras to my car. I got back, found my dad who was on lookout duty for me and we took our seats. A couple of minutes later the lights dimmed and the show started.
For the next 2 hours or so, we were treated to lights, pyro, and music. Now to say I was anticipating the show like I would one that’s more my style of music would be a lie. I hadn’t heard much of the Trans-Siberian Orchestra other than a quick commercial a few days earlier. It was enough to get me interested, but unfortunately I wasn’t impressed with what I saw.
First of all, it was a lot of Christmas music, which I don’t care to hear all that much. It was very rock-oriented music, which was a plus, but sitting at the back of the Target Center made me realize why I don’t like big shows like that anymore. I can’t see what’s happening on stage. No disrespect to my uncle. I’m sure front row seats were amazingly expensive and I was surprised to see he had sprung for lower level seats.
One thing I’ve come accustomed to over the last few years of seeing small bands play in small clubs is standing close to the stage and watching the band play their instruments. Most of the music I listen to is very technical and takes a lot of skill to play. I love watching a good band play their music flawlessly. This time, it was more like watch the human + guitar shaped blob move around in the spotlight. It was frustrating not to be able to see what they were doing.
Speaking of lights, there were a lot of them. It was probably just the area we were sitting in, but some of the lights they had on the rig above the stage must have been pointed just right so that whenever they’d turn on, we were blinded.
There were parts of it I enjoyed: most notably the faster parts where they had a lot of solo guitar. Most of it, for me, just dragged on. I never once found myself so much as tapping a foot or finger along with the music. Overall, I’d give the performance a 2 out of 5. The lights/pyro was cool, but when you break it down, they’re nothing more than a cover band playing the 80’s hair metal rendition of some Christmas songs.
My criticism may come across as harsh and to my family, and I am sorry for that. I know you spent a lot of money and energy planning this event and I appreciate the trouble you’ve gone through to get us all together. What you have to understand about me is I’m a snob when it comes to music. I have been that way for a long time and working in the music industry has only made me more critical. This should not be interpreted as unappreciation though. I gave it a chance, and didn’t like what I saw or heard. I’ll go back to my metalcore, screamo, and punk music now. Maybe someone you can check out one of my shows.









