fuzmeister: The Lollapalooza Chronicles
Other than the 9-10+ hour car ride to and from Chicago, the past couple of days were absolutely fantastic. The weather was sunny and, aside from the temperature, very fitting for an outdoor festival. Out of 130 bands there, I'm satisfied with having seen Cursive, Panic! At The Disco, The Secret Machines, The Raconteurs, Mates of State, Peeping Tom, Wolfmother, The Flaming Lips, Matisyahu, She Wants Revenge, Queens of the Stone Age, and (of course) the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I was very pleased with the sheer variety of artists at Lollapalooza; everything from hip-hop to rock to electronica. There was just something for everyone there.
I did almost suffer what I believe was heat exhaustion or severe dehydration two songs into the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I sort of blacked out - I guess not literally, but to the point where I felt an effect similar to intoxication. I worked my way out of the 70,000 person crowd to find Kate and Toni. "Screw it," I thought. I was front row for them back in 2003 and I'm not killing myself for something I've already done anyway. It was still a good show from what I can remember. Suprisingly, they didn't play Under The Bridge or Californication which I had figured was pretty much a staple of their live sets. Highlights in my mind included Wet Sand, Fortune Faded, Snow ((Hey Oh)), and Don't Forget Me.
The four of us (Kate, Toni, Mike, and myself) stayed at Hotel Allegro in Chicago's theatre district which was pretty nice. I think that, speaking in terms of city hotels I've stayed in, it was the nicest. It was still obvious that the building itself was pretty old. On Friday, Mike and I got a chance to check out the Chicago Art Institute and I got to see some really great work from some of my favorite impressionist movement painters like Monet and Seurat (who many consider the father of Neoimpressionism). Seeing some of the pinnacle works I studied back in high school art classes and such really made me happy. Obviously, the texture of on the actual canvas can never be replicated accurately in a text book or print.
I have nothing but praise for the city of Chicago. In my mind, it's one of the nicest cities in terms of pollution. New York and Filthadelphia are horrible by comparison. The traffic was still bad, but what else can be expected... really.
Mood: Hungry
Music: Carbon Leaf - Dear
Other than the 9-10+ hour car ride to and from Chicago, the past couple of days were absolutely fantastic. The weather was sunny and, aside from the temperature, very fitting for an outdoor festival. Out of 130 bands there, I'm satisfied with having seen Cursive, Panic! At The Disco, The Secret Machines, The Raconteurs, Mates of State, Peeping Tom, Wolfmother, The Flaming Lips, Matisyahu, She Wants Revenge, Queens of the Stone Age, and (of course) the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I was very pleased with the sheer variety of artists at Lollapalooza; everything from hip-hop to rock to electronica. There was just something for everyone there.
I did almost suffer what I believe was heat exhaustion or severe dehydration two songs into the Red Hot Chili Peppers. I sort of blacked out - I guess not literally, but to the point where I felt an effect similar to intoxication. I worked my way out of the 70,000 person crowd to find Kate and Toni. "Screw it," I thought. I was front row for them back in 2003 and I'm not killing myself for something I've already done anyway. It was still a good show from what I can remember. Suprisingly, they didn't play Under The Bridge or Californication which I had figured was pretty much a staple of their live sets. Highlights in my mind included Wet Sand, Fortune Faded, Snow ((Hey Oh)), and Don't Forget Me.
The four of us (Kate, Toni, Mike, and myself) stayed at Hotel Allegro in Chicago's theatre district which was pretty nice. I think that, speaking in terms of city hotels I've stayed in, it was the nicest. It was still obvious that the building itself was pretty old. On Friday, Mike and I got a chance to check out the Chicago Art Institute and I got to see some really great work from some of my favorite impressionist movement painters like Monet and Seurat (who many consider the father of Neoimpressionism). Seeing some of the pinnacle works I studied back in high school art classes and such really made me happy. Obviously, the texture of on the actual canvas can never be replicated accurately in a text book or print.
I have nothing but praise for the city of Chicago. In my mind, it's one of the nicest cities in terms of pollution. New York and Filthadelphia are horrible by comparison. The traffic was still bad, but what else can be expected... really.
Mood: Hungry
Music: Carbon Leaf - Dear
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