Lollapalooza
Some of you have been wondering about my well being. Seems I have focused so much on celebrities and Jesus sightings lately, that many feel I have been avoiding the sad facts concerning my own life and the way it is unfolding. Well...fine. If you'd rather hear about my personal gripes as opposed to those of the rich and famous, I'll "share" with you for a while.
As many of you know, I am a music fan. Not just a listen-to-the-radio-every-once-in-a-while kind of guy. Not just a hey-what-is-this-new-cd-on-the-endcap-at-Walmart kind of guy. I am obsessed, thank you very much. My collection of music is monstrous. Vinyl, cassette, cd, what have you. And, no thanks to I-Tunes, my appetite is never satiated. Part of this love, obviously, involves seeing bands live. (Which I used to do on a regular basis) However, being unemployed doesn't provided much of a means for maintaining such a practice. Meanwhile I live in one of the third largest cities in the U.S. and it's the middle of the summer. I'm like a penniless alcoholic in a bar. It's like the city of Chicago has this giant, musical middle finger stuck right in my face. It's just sick.
White Stripe tickets go on sale...I can't go.
John Hiatt with Shawn Colvin in September...I can't go.
Sigur Ros coming up...I can't go.
The Old 97's at some street festival on Sunday night with a $5.00 suggested donation...oh wait a minute, I can't go.
But the thing that really burns me up. The thing that really makes me ashamed of my current situation. The thing that really rubs my face in it, all started with Perry Farrell. Maybe you know him. Ex lead singer of Jane's Addiction. Started a little something called Lollapalooza about a decade ago. Well, guess what? Lollapalooza is here next weekend. Saturday and Sunday. In downtown Chicago. $60 for one day and $115 for both. With all the coolest bands in the world. (This is the understatement of the year) Bands I have been trying to see for a while now. Bands I lust after.
You'd think I'd be tired of music festivals after Cornerstone, but no way. Look at this line up:
The Pixies, Weezer, Widespread Panic, the Killers, the Arcade Fire, Liz Phair, the Black Keys and Death Cab For Cutie are among the acts that will play the reconfigured Lollapalooza festival, which, as previously reported, will be held July 23-24 in Chicago's Grant Park.Also on the bill are Cake, Dashboard Confessional, Dinosaur Jr., Kasabian, Kaiser Chiefs, Louis XIV, Tegan & Sara, M83, Los Amigos Invisibles, Blue Merle, the Redwalls, the Changes, Dandy Warhols, Digable Planets, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Billy Idol, the Bravery and Blonde Redhead.
AND I CAN'T GO!!!
I mean, I'd pay the $60 for the Pixies alone - if I had the money. What is a poor music lover to do. Stuck in the city of Lollapalooza. Great music in front of my face and I can't get to it. I'll tell you what I will probably do. I will probably hang out around the festival grounds downtown. Standing outside the gates. Bumming cigarettes. Craning my ears to hear the music that I will never see.
It's pathetic. For a man getting ready to celebrate his 37th birthday, carrying his no-job-getting ass down to the music event of the year and hanging around like a homeless person, jacking for tunes. Thank you Perry Farrell. Thank you very much. I blame you for this. I thought live music was "by the people and for the people" Well, this people can't get none right now. And he's pissed.
Maybe I should have discussed the Pope's aversion to the Harry Potter novels. Or those nutballs who are already camping out for Saturday's release of The Half-Blood Prince. It's a lot less irritating.
http://www.lollapalooza.com/default.asp?fd=1
As many of you know, I am a music fan. Not just a listen-to-the-radio-every-once-in-a-while kind of guy. Not just a hey-what-is-this-new-cd-on-the-endcap-at-Walmart kind of guy. I am obsessed, thank you very much. My collection of music is monstrous. Vinyl, cassette, cd, what have you. And, no thanks to I-Tunes, my appetite is never satiated. Part of this love, obviously, involves seeing bands live. (Which I used to do on a regular basis) However, being unemployed doesn't provided much of a means for maintaining such a practice. Meanwhile I live in one of the third largest cities in the U.S. and it's the middle of the summer. I'm like a penniless alcoholic in a bar. It's like the city of Chicago has this giant, musical middle finger stuck right in my face. It's just sick.
White Stripe tickets go on sale...I can't go.
John Hiatt with Shawn Colvin in September...I can't go.
Sigur Ros coming up...I can't go.
The Old 97's at some street festival on Sunday night with a $5.00 suggested donation...oh wait a minute, I can't go.
But the thing that really burns me up. The thing that really makes me ashamed of my current situation. The thing that really rubs my face in it, all started with Perry Farrell. Maybe you know him. Ex lead singer of Jane's Addiction. Started a little something called Lollapalooza about a decade ago. Well, guess what? Lollapalooza is here next weekend. Saturday and Sunday. In downtown Chicago. $60 for one day and $115 for both. With all the coolest bands in the world. (This is the understatement of the year) Bands I have been trying to see for a while now. Bands I lust after.
You'd think I'd be tired of music festivals after Cornerstone, but no way. Look at this line up:
The Pixies, Weezer, Widespread Panic, the Killers, the Arcade Fire, Liz Phair, the Black Keys and Death Cab For Cutie are among the acts that will play the reconfigured Lollapalooza festival, which, as previously reported, will be held July 23-24 in Chicago's Grant Park.Also on the bill are Cake, Dashboard Confessional, Dinosaur Jr., Kasabian, Kaiser Chiefs, Louis XIV, Tegan & Sara, M83, Los Amigos Invisibles, Blue Merle, the Redwalls, the Changes, Dandy Warhols, Digable Planets, Brian Jonestown Massacre, Billy Idol, the Bravery and Blonde Redhead.
AND I CAN'T GO!!!
I mean, I'd pay the $60 for the Pixies alone - if I had the money. What is a poor music lover to do. Stuck in the city of Lollapalooza. Great music in front of my face and I can't get to it. I'll tell you what I will probably do. I will probably hang out around the festival grounds downtown. Standing outside the gates. Bumming cigarettes. Craning my ears to hear the music that I will never see.
It's pathetic. For a man getting ready to celebrate his 37th birthday, carrying his no-job-getting ass down to the music event of the year and hanging around like a homeless person, jacking for tunes. Thank you Perry Farrell. Thank you very much. I blame you for this. I thought live music was "by the people and for the people" Well, this people can't get none right now. And he's pissed.
Maybe I should have discussed the Pope's aversion to the Harry Potter novels. Or those nutballs who are already camping out for Saturday's release of The Half-Blood Prince. It's a lot less irritating.
http://www.lollapalooza.com/default.asp?fd=1
posted by The Passenger at 5:10 PM
1 Comments:
Frickin' ARCADE FIRE!? The Killers?! You better stand naked on a street corner with a "Need Money" sign painted on your chest!
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