CHICAGO = BLAST
friday
david calls me at 7am after a quite interesting nite. i spoke to him quite incoherently and all i remember is picking up the phone the 2nd time around & realize i hadn't woke my lazy bum arse out of bed as he's parked outside of chester. throw everything together in an upheavel.
after the confusion, we set out with great intentions & expectations. beautiful sunny day filled with pulsating music & cornfields galore.
reach the windy city and explore. end up at the most rank hotel anyone could possibly wind up at with highlights such as pentration the moment we switch on the tv & the wall banging with load moaning throughout the duration of the night and morning.
saturday
we realize after speaking to our parents that what we prolly most definately were experiencing was a prostitute. little did us small folk know.
we head out by taking the doubledecker train into downtown. it's the most gorgeous city i've ever been to. the architecture is breathtaking.
the festival is loaded with hippies, hipsters, punks, & ordinary folks AND vegan stands, rawk poster stands, & vinyl record stands.
the music was f'n spectacular and the scene was madness minus the fact it's the most dense population of people i've seen in a baby park.
there are portapottys lining 2 baseball fields, 3 gigantic stages, and massive tvs seeing you would never reach close enough to the stage to see the artists.
i fall siiiiiiick as a dawg halfway through and we have no decision other than traveling back to the upgraded hotel we made sure of tracking down before the show.
sunday
i feel oddly better. we actually know where we're going now that we've managed to familiarize ourselves with the suburbs after being lost for a great amount of exploration.
we reach and wander the streets for awhile and i realize how much more C-Town sucks.
david gets a pic in front of Harpo Production Studio & out of nowhere he snaps me in front of a "Se Hablo Espanol"
the day is more pleasant than the previous. everything has calmed down and the air is perfect.
inhalation of nose perfumes was quite peculiar and mass loads of free fuse samples along with the sprinkler tent.
we finally see Menomena, Cool Kids, Of Montreal, & New Pornographers.
we're back off to O-Hi-O.
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Menomena - Weird
say it again, say it again
i know you love to hear yourself speak
words that you think
i can't follow
maybe that's the way you and i will always relate
you always had the quickest wit
the quickest quips and i can't keep up
it's clear that you have a real gift of gab
and i'm just jealous
maybe that's the way you and i will always relate
but i won't let how i sincerely feel dear stand in my way
'cause there's no love lost that i can't find again, my dear friend
you always said that we're friends
but that must depend which way the wind blows
it's clear that you have
your own set of plans and i just follow
maybe that's the way you and i will always relate
so i won't let how i sincerely feel here stand in my way
'cause there's no love lost that i can't find again, my dear friend
david calls me at 7am after a quite interesting nite. i spoke to him quite incoherently and all i remember is picking up the phone the 2nd time around & realize i hadn't woke my lazy bum arse out of bed as he's parked outside of chester. throw everything together in an upheavel.
after the confusion, we set out with great intentions & expectations. beautiful sunny day filled with pulsating music & cornfields galore.
reach the windy city and explore. end up at the most rank hotel anyone could possibly wind up at with highlights such as pentration the moment we switch on the tv & the wall banging with load moaning throughout the duration of the night and morning.
saturday
we realize after speaking to our parents that what we prolly most definately were experiencing was a prostitute. little did us small folk know.
we head out by taking the doubledecker train into downtown. it's the most gorgeous city i've ever been to. the architecture is breathtaking.
the festival is loaded with hippies, hipsters, punks, & ordinary folks AND vegan stands, rawk poster stands, & vinyl record stands.
the music was f'n spectacular and the scene was madness minus the fact it's the most dense population of people i've seen in a baby park.
there are portapottys lining 2 baseball fields, 3 gigantic stages, and massive tvs seeing you would never reach close enough to the stage to see the artists.
i fall siiiiiiick as a dawg halfway through and we have no decision other than traveling back to the upgraded hotel we made sure of tracking down before the show.
sunday
i feel oddly better. we actually know where we're going now that we've managed to familiarize ourselves with the suburbs after being lost for a great amount of exploration.
we reach and wander the streets for awhile and i realize how much more C-Town sucks.
david gets a pic in front of Harpo Production Studio & out of nowhere he snaps me in front of a "Se Hablo Espanol"
the day is more pleasant than the previous. everything has calmed down and the air is perfect.
inhalation of nose perfumes was quite peculiar and mass loads of free fuse samples along with the sprinkler tent.
we finally see Menomena, Cool Kids, Of Montreal, & New Pornographers.
we're back off to O-Hi-O.
******************************************
Menomena - Weird
say it again, say it again
i know you love to hear yourself speak
words that you think
i can't follow
maybe that's the way you and i will always relate
you always had the quickest wit
the quickest quips and i can't keep up
it's clear that you have a real gift of gab
and i'm just jealous
maybe that's the way you and i will always relate
but i won't let how i sincerely feel dear stand in my way
'cause there's no love lost that i can't find again, my dear friend
you always said that we're friends
but that must depend which way the wind blows
it's clear that you have
your own set of plans and i just follow
maybe that's the way you and i will always relate
so i won't let how i sincerely feel here stand in my way
'cause there's no love lost that i can't find again, my dear friend