I went to Pitchfork Music festival on Friday and Saturday. 'Twas a great success. I haven't had much time to blog, between starting a big-boy job and catching up on Mad Men, but a quick hit of the festival:
Flanked by a beautiful lady and an old friend on Friday, I watched performances from Daughn Gibson, Mac Demarco, Woods, Joanna Newsom and Bjork. A late night show of Daughn Gibson/Merchandise capped off the night.
Saturday had me seeing Julia Holter, White Lung, Parquet Courts, Savages, Ryan Hemsworth, Solange and Belle and Sebastian.
Savages and Mac Demarco were the two biggest surprises, as I had no expectations and LOVED both sets. Two completely different approaches (Savages being raw and aggressive, Mac Demarco being hilarious and fun loving) but both were effective.
Parquet Courts were everything I thought they would be.
Being introduced to Bjork and Belle and Sebastian on a huge stage surrounded by 10,000 fans is a magical thing.
Daughn Gibson/Merchandise was a great, great night cap on Friday. So loud.
Ryan Hemsworth is the reason I have a hurt neck right now. Just too much head nodding.
If it weren't for pesky responsibilities I would have certainly gone back on Sunday but, alas, the kid has to make money.
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