REVIEW BY JADE RICHELLE AND PHOTOS BY JESS BECK | Go Venue Magazine
Wednesday, November 27th, 2024—the night before Thanksgiving, aka the biggest party night of the year. While most people were brining turkeys and dodging awkward family texts, Steel Panther brought a different kind of feast to Minneapolis, turning the Fillmore into a temple of debauchery. On their Feel the Steel 15th Anniversary Tour, they served up all the spandex, sleaze, and shredding you’d expect from the kings of glam parody. Supporting them? The blues-soaked swagger of Baltimore’s own Stone Horses.
Let’s be honest: this was never a night for moderation.
Stone Horses kicked things off with enough grit and groove to make you forget it was a Wednesday. Frontman John Allen’s whiskey-soaked vocals had the crowd hooked, and by the time they wrapped up, everyone was ready to party like it was 1987. Shoutout to the dude in the front row headbanging so hard he nearly sprained his mullet—absolute legend.
Then came the main course: Steel Panther.
They didn’t just walk on stage; they exploded onto it with “Eyes of a Panther“ and didn’t let up for a second. Michael Starr’s vocals soared, Satchel’s guitar solos melted faces, and Spyder—now officially replacing Lexxi Foxx—held down the low end with enough glam to blind a rhinestone. From “Asian Hooker“ to “The Shocker“, every song was a gloriously raunchy anthem, and they delivered it all with a wink, a grin, and a middle finger to subtlety.
The highlight? The entire crowd belting out “Community Property“ like it was the national anthem of sleaze.
And just when you thought it couldn’t get any filthier, they served us a dessert of “Gloryhole“, leaving the Fillmore drenched in sweat, laughter, and questionable life choices.
Who needs turkey when you’ve got a face full of glam metal madness? This wasn’t just a concert; it was an unapologetic blowout—a pre-Thanksgiving ritual of excess and indulgence. If you weren’t there, you missed a wild celebration of everything loud, proud, and gloriously over the top.
Special thanks to the staff at the Fillmore for keeping the night wild yet safe—rock on, you legends. And to the fans: Stay loud, stay proud, and remember—Steel Panther might not save your soul, but they’ll definitely corrupt it in the best way possible. Oh, and AquaNet is not a substitution for deodorant. This has been a PSA.
Happy Thanksgiving, you filthy animals!
Steel Panthers
Stone Horses
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