Look to the Square Lake Festival

I packed enough summer into this past weekend to feel reasonably 
content with the fading sunshine and early sunsets. All of my 
Minnesota favorites—cool spring fed lakes, outdoor movies and music,
and long shady bike rides--were packed into 24 short hours. For 
these memories I owe thanks to Paul Creager and the Square Lake 
Film and Music Festival. 

At 9:30 on Saturday morning, after watering my patio garden at 
the Bedlam Theatre, I checked in with the Hub to verify the bike 
route to Paul’s hobby farm near Marine on St. Croix. A barrage of 
50 bikers loaded their gear into Liz’ Peace Coffee Sag Wagon and 
embarked east via the Gateway Trail.
Around 1:45, I was finally able to leave. My friend Josh and I 
winded through the grid of St. Paul and found the Gateway Trail
off of Arlington Avenue, 15 blocks north of the Capital. The 
Gateway trail cuts smoothly the northeastern suburbs, nearly 
uninterrupted by the suburban traffic (I had more encounters 
with horses than Hummers and Sedans).
Arriving at Square Lake, many small tents had already popped 
up like an expanding colony of forest fungus. Three bands had 
already played, and Regassa was setting up on the wooden stage. 
The crowd was chill, absorbing the summer sun on blankets, 
stretching their calves and perusing the grounds, which included
 a “screening barn” where intervals of locally produced films 
were shown, including selections from the 48 Hour Film Festival. 
As the moon moved higher in the sky, the films moved outdoors
for the Square Lake Film Showcase. These pieces were dense and 
delightful shorts. Ranging from the time folding, western melodrama
of “The Yellow Bird” by Tom Schroeder to the hilarious Animal Planet
fantasia (circa the desolate forest of central MN) “The Arctic
Quadrangle” by Carmichael Lynch.

The Yellow Bird

The Yellow Bird

Following the films, Fort Wilson Riot took the stage, and the crowd
was greeted with the greatest spectacle of the evening,
complete with fog, colored light and dizzying go-bos. This band
has moved up the ranks to become one of my favorite live acts
in Minneapolis (next to Chooglin’).  Playing with a mostly new
combination, lead singer/songwriters Amy Hager and Jacob Mullis,
were backed by a trio of new musicians. The result was a full
throttle chronicling of their synth-pop baroque fables. Amy Hager’s
light and lyrical sound cut through the darkness like Lindsey
Buckingham, mixing with Jacob Mullis rock and roll tenor. Together
they provided multiple voicings for unique theatrical impact. The
band also presented a new score for the classic silent film, “The
Devilish Tenant” suiting their sound to the big screen action. 
Fort Wilson Riot

Fort Wilson Riot

Other musical highlights were the Spaghetti Western String Company
(who have added wind instruments to their quartet). I
also loved Nicholas Lemme's vocal lines, lulling tired, sun soaked
campers back to their tents.  I expected headliners Happy Apple to
be a grass thumper summer jam band, instead it was more along
the lines of dull experimental jazz. Black Blondie maintained their
usual excellence with Samarah on sassy lead vocals. I would have
been nice to see more dancing and grooving (but that's a usual
complaint of mine). I even liked the stand-up comedy between sets!
I regret missing the earlier band, Lucy Michelle and the Velvet
Lapels, with the lead singer on ukulele. I’ve been playing the
uke since mid July. My greatest joy is playing music that people
can sing along to (Magnetic Fields and Lou Reed have been great
starters). I thought I was on the verge of something new, but
as I carried the ukulele around in my Crumpler bag, the more
I found others who also play the ukulele. And by the end of the
month, the Style section of the New York Times, had written an
article on the ukulele and its burgeoning popularity.  It’s an
amazing instrument.

Square Lake Beach

Square Lake Beach

My housemates and I put a cap on the weekend by taking dip in
Square Lake (just a 5 minute bike ride from the festival) before
our 40-mile track back to Minneapolis. Though we were in the
middle of Michelle Bachman-land, I thank Washington County
for maintaining such wonderful beaches (I guess the National
Parks are a legacy of the Regan era as well, I can't substantiate that).
All in all, the Square Lake Music and Film Festival represents
the type of community event outside of the bounds of corporate
sponsorship and $4 bottle of water, where like minded (though
a bit homogenous) folks can chill and enjoy the best of what's out
there in one beautiful dose.  There was no media sponsorship
(except my favorite volunteer radio station).  There were no
digital cameras and no flickr documentation to prove how cool
the event was. I speculate if this era of recession and high media
access will create the perfect conditions for such events (low
environmental impact, high in cultural density, short on dollars,
long on cache).  Next year will be the 8th year of the festival.
Let's try to keep it a secret.
 

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