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Friday, August 29, 2008

The National - Part 2

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

The National @ Lollapalooza

Monday, August 25, 2008

The National at Lollapalooza

Thursday, August 07, 2008

Woman I

Willem De Kooning, 1950-1952

Both a classical derivative and a fuck-off anti-establishment piece. Her eyes burn a hole into you defying her ambiguity.

Casper

Last night I was talking to an old friend and he was asking about other old friends which made me ask why he wasn't on Facebook already. His response: "What's that?" He had an idea of what it was, but not really. In utter disbelief, I went on a tirade telling him all about it and how everyone's on it and how it's interesting for about five minutes and then you just feel compelled to log on because everyone else is doing it. And then this morning, I get emailed this.

I promptly called my latina mother to tell her I was 99% sure I was adopted.

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

And Another Concert

Since the awesome stereophonics at Lollapalooza, I've realized how crappy the sound systems are at the local clubs. The Duke Spirit still rocked it, though.

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

One Warm Canine and Chicken Tail Alcohol, please.

What a Weekend


Explosions in the Sky, originally uploaded by Robert Loerzel.

There's something so unique and wonderful about music festivals. Instead of the usual concert experience where you sit through a couple of mediocre bands to finally see your band and then after about an hour of moderate head swaying and enjoyable music, you all file out and go home- at Lollaplooza, you dance energetically with all of the other excited fans and you move from one awesome band to the next while stopping to listen to other incredible bands you've never heard of in between. And Grant Park is such a gorgeous venue with that fucking awesome Buckingham Fountain. Not to mention, they had a biergarten (oh yes) and a place called Hammock Heaven (oh yes yes). And the vibe! You might be under the impression you'd have to tolerate a bunch of rowdy, insensitive 20 somethings everywhere, but it's exactly the opposite. At least half where my age and regardless of age everyone was relaxed and friendly with a perma smile. There were tons of kids & infants there, too, with those cute headphones to block out the noise. Everyone was so darn happy, I actually saw a big burly dude skipping.

Okkervil River wins for the Most Surprisingly Fun, The National wins for the Most Intense Rocking, Wilco wins for the Best Sound, Love & Rockets wins for the Best Throwback (I forgot how much I used to love their songs), Flogging Molly wins for the Rowdiest. Great memories.