Story telling is the task of folk balladeers, who often lose me completely in their appeals to “the masses” or attempts to wail out the cries of a dying planet.  There are some, however, whose personal experiences are a much-needed footnote to history, especially for any of us so inclined to get a little back story on the larger events.

Patrick Callan’s “Tales of Folk Punk Nothing” might fill you in on the world of a Minneapolis punk rocker deep beneath the radar of the pop, post-punk, and indie-pop whatever that reigns here today.  His stories are deeply personal and intensely local, painting a picture of a Minneapolis before the condos.  These rough stories played by a pair of hands that sound just as rough haven’t lost me at all, and I might catch one of his shows at The Kitty Kat Club on June 7th, or at Acadia Cafe on June 20th.