Stevie Nicks Enchants the Twin Cities at St.Paul Grand Casino Arena
A set that was filled with capes, classic Stevie songs, and personal stories made the Twin Cities / Minneapolis crowd feel as though we were being granted a rare, personal look into the real Stevie. At 77, she continues to fill arenas with ease, a testament to the staying power that earned her the spot of the first woman inducted. Her legend has long been solidified; nights like this simply remind us why.
The evening opened with musician Anna Graves taking the stage. A Nicks makes her way around the country on the second half of this tour, resuming after a shoulder injury caused a postponement. Openers made up of cast of female artists getting the chance to take the stage with the help of women artists supporting women, which I for one love to see.
When Stevie finally walked onstage, the roar was immediate. Early in the set, she shared a story behind her Bella Donna album, recalling how her producer Jimmy told her after it was recorded and set to be mixed that it, “didn’t have a single.” Enter Tom Petty and what would become one of her most defining tracks— “Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around.”
Throughout the show, like any good classic rock concert, the stage screen displayed visuals to match the mood of the songs. Minnesota artists Prince, Bob Dylan and the likes made the rotation. Minneapolis / Twin Cities as Nicks called us, have a wealth of monumental musicians to be proud of. Nicks also noted that she had a lot of friends in the audience at this particular show.
Fan favorites anchored the setlist: “Dreams,” “Gypsy,” “Stand Back,” and an acoustic verison of“Landslide” to close out the night. She brought out original capes from some of the most iconic eras of her career, letting them billow as she twirled, arms lifted in celebration of both the music and the fans who have carried her through decades. After one particularly spirited spin, she joked that her shoulder would “definitely feel that tomorrow,” earning a knowing laugh from the room.
There were moments when the energy dipped—brief stretches where Nicks slipped backstage with a simple, “I’ll be right back.” It was hard not to wonder if everything was alright, but then you remember: delivering vocals with her depth and power for two straight hours is a feat at any age, let alone 77. Each return to the stage felt like a small triumph.
The crowd skewed beautifully multigenerational. Some had grown up with Fleetwood Mac on vinyl; others discovered her through Harry Styles, a Taylor Swift co-write, or a certain viral TikTok cranberry juice moment that resurrected “Dreams” for a new era. However fans discovered her the takeaway remains the same: Stevie Nicks continues to enchant, to inspire, and to remind us why she remains one of rock’s most enduring women.
