: didn't go.Sunday
: got there a little ways through Modest Mouse's set. From where I was standing, the Mice certainly lived up to their name; diminuitive little specks at the far end of the stadium. At the end of the set I waded my way through the crowds and clouds of pot smoke to find Ziggy and his pals (Mike, Jesse, Karl, and two girls who left right about then). Next up was Sonic Youth, who were freaking amazing. They played a goodly amount of tunes from Murray Street
, and broke out some nuggets from older records as well. For me, the hightlight of the show came during "Kool Thing"; Kim Gordon's sarcastic anti-Mariah Carey rant was absolutely hilarious and she had however many thousands of people in the stadium cracking up.
From there, Mike and Jesse and I ventured to the apartment of some friends of theirs (there's something to be said for hanging out with people you've only known for an hour or so). Beer was quickly consumed, and then it was back to the 'Shoot...
After watching some impromptu breakdancing, it was off to the Rawk Arena to see Death Cab For Cutie. They played well, for the most part. They only fucked up one song severly, and I think that may be a record for them. Overall, they were pretty snazzy.
(An aside: Zig spotted Anna over his left shoulder, up in the stands. When we were leaving, I stopped by and told her to call me.)
Next: off to the Honeyhole, and Linda's, and eventually Mike's apartment. We picked up Kat along the way, and much beer was drank (by me) and much pot was smoked (by them). By 4 AM it was lights out.Monday
: Woke up late; missed Wilco by a mile. Because of that, I had some time to kill before Maceo Parker. Got in line for the film fest. After 45 minutes of waiting in line, and an hour of short films, I ended up missing most of Mr. Parker's set, so I went and got food instead. Later I caught up with imasage
, and then lostone
, and we enjoyed front row standing room for Blonde Redhead (or "The Blonde Redheads", as they were referred to by the ground crewman who did the outro to the set).
Went home, drank hot chocolate, tried to play guitar, fell the fuck asleep.
That's my story, and I'm stickin' to it.
*I guess I'm not obliged to do a Bumbershoot post really, but ya know...