Yesterday was perfect. I really can’t remember a time I’ve had a better all around day than yesterday. Started the day off with Be Your Own Pet – a lot of fun, I wasn’t familiar with any of their material, but frontwoman Jemina has enough stage presence to keep even a casual fan’s attention.
Be Your Own Pet, one of the worst band names, but I forgive them.
I had no real intentions of seeing Matt Costa, but he was playing as I walked towards Nada Surf. I’m glad I did because for his final song he brought out Elvis Perkins and band for a folk-style sing along.
Caught a couple of minutes of Nada Surf’s set. This guy looks pretty good for being about 60 years old.
Cold War Kids once again impressed me with their energy. They’ve got a lot of really great tunes, and I think that those in the crowd that may have been unfamiliar with their material walked away pretty impressed.
Beatle Bob introduced my favorite act from yesterday….
The Go! Team – super fun, lots of energy, and my favorite show from the festival thus far.
Any translation would be appreciated…
My first time seeing Built To Spill and I was completely in awe. They started out with the first track on their latest album, and the place went fucking crazy.
Can’t really say that I like any of Wolfmother’s music, but they destroyed the crowd yesterday. Tons of crowd surfing and people going absolutely nuts. Fun to see for sure.
Gnarls Barkley was incredibly fun, but, as I expected their show was virtually just like their album. The band all came out dressed in full tennis gear, and proclaimed that they were going to be known as 40 Love for the day.
Being up close to the Flaming Lips is something that I think could probably solve all the world’s problems. Wayne was hoping their music could stop traffic on Lakeshore drive, not sure if that happened, but I can say that once again the Lips offered me an intense feeling of greatness.
I’ve got two pretty funny stories from last night. The first involves my man Kanye West whom I bumped into right before his show. I waited for the group of fans that were talking to him and asking for pictures to subside, and approached him for a picture request. “No you can’t get a picture with me, I’m, about to do a motherfucking show,” was the response. I understood, but after I walked away the pictures with others started up again. Later, his security team told me I would be in a “world of hurt” if I took any pictures of him, only to apologize after realizing that I had a photo pass. Good stuff…Kanye, don’t worry about it, in the words of 2-Pac, “I ain’t mad at cha”
Finally, I was eating dinner last night, and decided to hit the rest room before I headed out for the night. While standing at the urinal, I hear the stall door to my left open, and out walked a person in a full gorilla costume. Scared the shit out of me. Dude didn’t say a word, just checked his look in the mirror and was out. I’ll probably laugh a couple times today about that.
I can not express in words how much I hate Kanye West. I would expect exactly that response from him. Why can’t buses hit people like him instead of elderly people.
I think the tattoo says “fortius quo fidelius,” which means “strength through loyalty”–if I’m not mistaken it’s the motto of an Australian football team, which may or may not be relevant.
I agree with Tony, I would expect no less out of the most conceited man on the face of the earth.
Amazing pictures. Sweetness in Chi-town!