first of all, I want to address chloe. you are a fantastic writer, stop second guessing.
second of all, I want to talk about the no deachunter show in madison. it was pure electricity like for real. I had this weird image in my mind of like a dark room with mr. deacon's music pulsating and a whole bunch of hipster kiddies bobbin' along. well, it wasn't like that. it was outside and the crowd was a fucking living organism, throbbing and morphing and lunging and it was amazing. I think I was off my feet, floating, more often than I was touching the ground and all the while being serenaded (ha) by bradford and dean and randy and dan and the other 3 deerhunter guys (sorry!). at one point my id fell out of my pocket, luckily during a break between songs, and I scrambled to grab it before it got lost in the twisted masses. being an almost-concert-virgin, I kind of thought this was par for the course until consulting with my lovely colleague chloe. nope, this was really fucking intense. I was happy, because I felt like a total pussy for being exhausted after like 7 songs. so we stepped out just in time to have bradford and dan scold the crowd for being too douche-y and violent. after a couple of dan's notorious crowd games, we got back in for the rest of the night. it was amazing and after a lifetime of indifference towards no age, I began to love love them. and deerhunter and it's ugly frontman, bradford cox.
thirdsies, day one of lolla. bon iver in the rain is the definition of romance for most little indie bitches, and I was not to be counted out. justin's already reeling voice seemed ten times more, his falsetto howl hitting new levels of desperation. the whole set was just beautiful and ending with a 7 minute feedback freakout during creature fear was definitely a good choice. heading over to the other side of the park for crystal castles was both freeeeezing and slippery. weathering the mudslides and mini swamps, we finally made it to the already packed stage to be greeted, much like a hostess at red lobster, by a veteran pot-smoking show-goer. he was nice and full of stories and large. and generally odd, so we left him asap. we kinda pushed up a little, but we saw most of the show from the back. this was actually fine because we got to see every single one of alice glass' antics. like, seriously, is the primary reason anyone attends a crystal castles show for the music? no. it is the tiny insane hurricane that is alice glass. she punches and screams and kicks and drinks and bitches and yells (and throws drum kits!). aka, she puts on a great fucking show. the music is just so raw and blippy and jarring and it makes you want to fucking DANCE! so we did. thennnnnn came of montreal and the weird people at the show. I have to admit that I was a little annoyed with the people around us at first. there were so many marijuana cigarettes all around, and drunkenly urinating girls and unbrella ho's and superdouchey conversations about superhip members of supermeaningful bands (fuck panda bear bro, geologist is where it's at!). but once kevin barnes and his acting troupe hit the stage, we suddenly became ohana (hahaha). of montreal truly puts on an energizing and entertaining show, even if I don't get like 87% of the shit going down. then, omg, JANELLE MONAE shows up and straight up murders me. like, I love this woman, love love lvoelvoelvoeveovlevoelvelloeveovollololeeevvv her. I died, 100%. so yeah, of montreal rocked. we made our way over to crookers and bathed in their heart attack music. I went crazy. I am at fucking lollapalooza, I'm not gonna try to act cool and 'bob' with the beat while my bitch (chloe) drops it the fuck down. like I might have even crumped a lil, I don't know, I don't think I was fully conscious. then kid cudi came on and we pushed up and it was such a great end to the day. he was way nice and friendly and relatable, even though I totally should not be able to relate to him. day'n'nite was a capella then sing along then crookers freak out then back to the original and it was just how it should have been.
it is 1:30 am and I have to get up at 8 soooooooooooooo... I will finish this l8a.
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