My mother informed me today (the day after Malcolm Maclaren's passing, lo, the order of death) that starting next week, Public Image Limited will be touring North America. Wow! A year after seeing Throbbing Gristle, I'm in the mood for this year's old-ass act that rebanded to do Coachella and then make some filthy lucre. Looking at the few weekend dates, I fiddled with the Kayak.com app on my Android and voilà - $260 R/T to Chicago. Add concert ticket price plus the usual appalling Ticketbastard usury and you have exactly the amount of money I have free from my last paycheck (three paychecks in April = awesome). Plus there's my tax refund coming, so... what the hell, I've never visited Chicago before, and there's
starofpersia in town plus
fanlain and
hukuma nearby (for some value of "near").
May 1 through 3 are the dates. PiL have shows on both the 1st and 2nd but I haven't booked yet in case
starofpersia wants to/can go, then we can get seats together.
So now I have a trip to a shiny new city, plus PiL and friends, to look forward to, and only three weeks away! And my boss (who, when I had lunch with him the other day, was doing his impression of Tom Waits leaving voicemail on an answering machine) will surely understand why I need to take a day off. Exigent circumstances.
iTravelFree has pulled a truly daunting volume of info on Chicago off Wikitravel. How to see art and the sights (such as Cook County General where my mom was born), ride the El, consume my weight in food (mother: "Eat something disastrous there for me"), hear music, and be with friends in the space of only 48 hours?!