Monday, July 19, 2010

Summer in the City: Part 4

Ask me where I’m from, I say Chicago. But little known secret: I’ve never spent an entire summer here. So begins my series of chronicling my first summertime.

I’m not going to exaggerate and say my Pitchfork weekend was oMfG-u-had-to-be-there-FTW!!1111!!!, because it wasn’t really. I didn’t recognize half the bands, spent a great deal of time worried about staying hydrated, and got slammed with the most gawd awful volunteer job ever on Sunday. But still, I’ll give the weekend a Pretty Good. Especially because I cut myself a pair of kick-ass jorts for the occasion.

I’m not going to waste my time writing about the music. Because you would pee your pants laughing at how uneducated I would sound. So I’ve included some of my favorites below.

Basically it was a good weekend to get turned onto some new bands, get turned off by others, and check out a few that are working their way up my list. I enjoyed the ballerinas and onstage energy at Major Lazer, although I did not appreciate the daggering. I liked Big Boi bringing back some of those all-time favorite Outkast hits. As always, I enjoyed the artwork at Flatstock, and I tried some new food (vegan mint ice cream!). Also, I made $125 off the weekend since I won extra tickets through Twitter, then sold them on Craigslist. Amidst the heat, I was able to drink enough water, didn't get sunburned, and lived to tell about it.

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