There have been calls for harmony this week. From this side and that faction. From cities and rural areas. From the red and the blue.
There was no better example of harmony than what the country groups Little Big Town and Sugarland brought to Target Center on Thursday night. In 2007 when they came to the Minnesota basketball arena, Sugarland headlined. This time they flipped the script and Little Big Town closed the show. No ego problems.
The two groups get along so well that they harmonized together for two numbers late in the evening. These singers from the red states of Alabama and Georgia blended up north in dyed-blue Minneapolis on — get this — “Life in a Northern Town,” the 1985 song by the British group Dream Academy.
The Nashville artists sang about how a down-on-his-luck man yearns for the halcyon days of Frank Sinatra, John F. Kennedy and the Beatles, essentially being hopeful even if reality suggests he has no reason to do so. Doesn’t that sound like half of our country this week?
With six voices harmonizing “Ah-hey-ma-ma-ma, dee-doo-din-nie-ya-ya,” the chorus of “Northern Town” echoed throughout Target Center like a cross between “Kumbaya, My Lord” and “The Lion Sleeps Tonight.” It was the highlight of a long evening of smartly crafted country-pop that demonstrated that Sugarland and Little Big Town are both worthy headliners.
After a short but encouraging opening set by a trio of young Georgia sisters known as the Castellows, Sugarland, an on-again, off-again duo, instantly set the mood by offering the theme song to “Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood.” You know, won’t you be my neighbor? It was a perfect olive branch before Jennifer Nettles and Kristian Bush delivered the bluesy “There Goes the Neighborhood,” the title track of their new EP.
Sugarland’s emphatic anthem “Bigger” from 2018 was ideal for the occasion to erase the divisiveness. “‘Cause we were born for better days,” Nettles belted. “We’ll find a way, yeah. We’re gonna be bigger.”
Nettles’ delightfully twangy voice was packed with passion, joy, sadness or whatever emotion was called for, as Bush played the trusty sidekick strumming a guitar (or mandolin) with a Cheshire cat smile.