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Ronny Loew, holding a saxophone and wearing a purple shirt

About Ronny

The Full Story

Step right up and prepare to be dazzled by the electrifying artistry of Ronny Loew—a saxophonist whose name is synonymous with groove, soul, and a showmanship that lights up every stage he graces. With a saxophone in hand and a heart tuned to the rhythms of jazz, funk, and R&B, Ronny has spent over 30 years transforming venues into vibrant celebrations of sound, spirit, and unbridled musical joy.

 

Educated at Boston’s legendary Berklee College of Music, Ronny emerged not just as a sax player, but as a musical force of nature. His tone is as smooth as velvet and as bold as brass; his solos weave through the air with the swagger of a city at midnight and the soul of a gospel choir. Drawing inspiration from titans like David Sanborn, Grover Washington Jr., Michael Brecker, and Maceo Parker, Ronny doesn’t just play music—he conjures it, channeling the energy of the greats while leaving his own indelible mark on every note.

 

His passport is a testament to his musical wanderlust: 175 cities, 16 countries, and countless encores from Los Angeles’ Playboy Jazz Festival to the jazz clubs of China, Italy, Germany, and beyond. Whether leading his own powerhouse Ronny Loew Band or igniting the stage alongside legends like Bobby Lyle and Eric Essix, Ronny’s performances are a masterclass in exuberance and connection.

 

In Minneapolis, Ronny is a fixture—his saxophone soaring through tribute shows to icons like Amy Winehouse, Sade, Billy Joel, and Whitney Houston, his presence a guarantee that every event will be unforgettable. Backed by the finest rhythm sections in the Twin Cities, he turns the saxophone into a lead vocalist, a storyteller, and a beacon for anyone who believes music should move both your feet and your soul.

 

If you’re searching for a performer who can turn any night into a celebration, look no further than Ronny Loew—a true maestro of the modern stage, and a saxophonist who lives to make every audience roar.

~ Matthew Hayes

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