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Finally.. Lollapalooza Wrap-Up
[Sorry It took me so long to get this done.. Once I finally got the cast off, the physical therapy on my fingers has been a bit more strenuous than I had hoped for, but I'm finally back to near full strength and typability.. Also, don't forget about picking up any shirts I designed for the show HERE.. Enjoy.]
DAY 1
Carey Ott – This was our buddy from back home.. He rocked it. What started out as just a handful of people in the morning sun grew into a few hundred gathered around his stage as he finished his set. Good times. This is where we met the kids we would end up spending the majority of the weekend with.
Soulive – Nice groovy, funky sound.Colour Revolt – Eh. Just loud.
Son Volt – I didn’t really know that much about these guys, despite being a medium size Wilco fan. Guess I just haven’t been putting in the back story research like I used to. Highlight of this band was the cute Canadian girl, Catherine, that sat next to me in the shade who I ended up spending a few hours with..
The Polyphonic Spree – Killer set.. They impressed from moment one. Choregraphed moves, costume changes, Nirvana cover.. Really, what more can you ask for.
Sparklehorse – Not the right time slot for this group. Everyone I was with hated them, but I’m sure that if you were in a dark room with one candle, a bottle of whiskey and a box of razor blades, it would be a perfect fit. And I mean that as a compliment. Everything has its time and place and this band wasn’t built for 100+ degree afternoon sun.
Silversun Pickups – One of my most anticipated and easily one of the best of the festival. They had so much fun up there and really tore it up. Turnout was a lot more than I expected, but we got there early enough to get a great spot. Also, I’m still in love with Nikki Monninger, the bassist.
Satellite Party – Perry Farrell.. That’s really all you have to say, right? He’s amazing and he found a way to bring in the new while still paying respect to what got him/us to Lollapalooza again. One for him, one for us. Janes, Porno.. Just good good times.
LCD Soundsystem – Besides the requisite “Daft Punk is playing at My House,” I can’t say I was blown away, but honestly at that point 2Pac and Jim Morrisson could’ve showed up to do an acoustic set with Mozart and I probably would’ve been distracted. Did I mention that Daft Punk was coming up??
Daft Punk – Now here is where hyperbole is not even a grand enough term to capture the digital perfection that is Daft Punk live in Chicago at sundown with the lake on one side of you and the skyline on the other with a hundred thousand of your closest, dearest friends. Just glorious.
These kids in the beer tent loved the site and my shirts and hooked me up all weekend!!
DAY 2
Pete Yorn – Great tunes.. Highlight being him covering Peter Bjorn & John’s “Young Folks,” because so many people had asked him if it was him. Nice sense of humor.
Stephen Marley – You all know my basic disdain for reggae. Again, time and place, and this was one of those times and places. And for all the fair-weather fans of his music, he didn’t waste any time with his own music. He gave us Stephen Marley’s Bob Marley & The Wailers Legend cover band, which I thought was very thoughtful.
Sound Tribe Sector 9 – Friends of friends, but up until this day I never really got into their music. It’s still missing some things as far as my personal tastes are concerned, but this was a great great show and a nice large turnout. It was great watching them in the daytime. It was the exact opposite of Sparklehorse, I think the outside daytime nature vibe added to the music, which then led me away from trying to get my nighttime disco groove on to them like I usually fail to squeeze from their meandering tracks.
The Roots – Shit, it’s The Roots.. I saw a few songs, then I left the group to search out CSS on a solo mission to dance, but wouldn’t you know it, after a 15 minute hike across the grounds, I find out their flight got cancelled and so I high-tailed it back to The Roots to catch the last two songs. Other that the ridiculous tunes I heard and all the amazing stories I heard of the songs I missed, I got some pics with the Geico Caveman and met some cute little girls who spritzed me with some water in the intense heat.
Yeah Yeah Yeahs – Great time.. It rained a bit during their set which was kinda fitting. I expected more from the crowd on these guys and I ended up feeling like I was the only one really rocking out to them, but in the end who gives a shit, I know that I had a killer time rocking out to Karen O and the band.
Spoon – These guys played during a torrential downpour so we had to seek shelter to the side of the stage so that my cast didn’t get completely soaked. Halfway through the set, I wondered off by myself to find a portojohn and, wouldn’t you know it, I ran into those two cute spritzer girls from earlier. By now I had procured a covering for my cast, so I dropped down on the wet ground and sat talking in the rain with the girls for a bit. I guess, I can say it’s a compliment to Spoon that they were a nice soundtrack to my chatting up Lauren and Christie.
Muse – If you haven’t seen them live, see them live. This is my fourth time in a year or so and I’m still pitching them to anyone who will listen. It’s not Radiohead but harder. It’s just great bombastic tunes that rock you to your mortal coil. Go. See. Them.
DAY 3
Juliette & The Licks – We got there after their set, but everyone was talking about them all day and how great they were. Figured this should be mentioned.
Amy Winehouse – Second hand, but apparently so thin and fucked up that she could barely move around.. Also, allegedly, smoking crack in bathroom of Artist’s Lounge. But we all know she went into rehab the next week, so there’s that. Quitter.
Paolo Nutini – Wasn’t familiar, but it was great music. Nothing particular jumps out at me, but it was good times.
Iggy & The Stooges – Iggy Fucking Pop Ya’ll. He opened the flood gates and let hundreds of kids come up on stage for a song and managed to clear them off and still do 3 more tunes to close out an amazing set of good old fashioned punk rock music.
!!! – Looked cool.. Sounded alright.. Nothing ridiculous to write about though, but not bad.
My Morning Jacket – I was psyched to finally see these guys, especially since they were doing some songs with the Chicago Youth Symphony Orchestra. They put on a great show.. I rocked out for a bit but then ended up taking the time to chill before TV and PJ.
TV on the Radio – Sadly, not nearly as awesome as I’d hoped they’d be, but then again that’s pretty much how their albums have rubbed me as well.. Not bad but just not great.
Pearl Jam – Overall, a great set from PJ.. Some of the highlights, fireworks that I’m still not sure were intentionally timed for the band, bringing out a Iraq vet to intro a song, the BP Amoco song, Dennis Rodman holding Eddie on his shoulders during the encore. It was great way to end three solid days of madness.. with a little taste of the youth that brought us all to Lollapalooza way back in the big bad nineties.
Still can’t believe I survived it all without losing any more limbs and an unordinate number of brain cells. Next year, another festival, but this time we’re leaving the states. See what kind of damage we can throw down in Europe, eh?
As Always, Mahalo,
Lou
–Some YouTube Videos I found after the jump.. Daft Punk, Yeah Yeahs Yeah, Muse & The Caveman–
LouVision: Super Bowl XLI Weekend
What a freakin weekend.. Went out Saturday night for Lazlo’s birthday and partied all night long, opening and ultimately finishing a $230 bottle of Johnnie Walker Blue that Rex bought. Huge party at the Crack House on Sunday.. Black keg of Pabst Blue Ribbon, 4 deep dish pizzas FedExed from Chicago.. (You know how we do).. Laz “bought” a $1000 hd projector that he hopes to return and get most of his money back on. More people at the house than it could handle but a good time had by all.. No real casulties, if you don’t include Rex Grossman, and a thoroughly trashed house was not so bad to wake up to knowing that it all went off without a hitch. Work today sucks my balls though because of the fucking Rockstar & Vodka Delirium Tremors. Fuck that shit right up its energized ass.
LouVision: Method Man LA Show & Las Vegas
How about a little catch up on the past two weeks since I’ve been a big retard slacker and such. These are all thumbs, so click away my droogs..
Laz has more pics of the show that I’ll be posting soon, (including the last pic of me before I blacked out and decided to walk 10 miles home from Sunset, kicking trash cans into the middle of the street, leaving my car and friends at the show forcing them to cab it home, missing the next 2 days of work, fucking up my cell phone, bruising up my legs somehow on the walk, texting everyone in the world with such gems as ‘Uh oh’ and ‘Ur a cunt’.) I love gin.
But now, let’s move on to the important shit.. Last weekend in Vegas at the Hooters Casino and checking out the first Pride FC match in the U.S. with Rex, SO Mac, JBeaux & Loco Ono.
Gotta start the day with a bloody, right? The place where we saw the fight and our view of the ring.
These girls were taking a funny pic so I took one of them. Charlie Sheen’s pic @ Hooters. View of the Hotel from the pool.
Joe got fucked up with us on Sunday and bought us all Jager shots. Lindsay was our server. She was in Playboy.. Girls of the OC issue. My ex-girlfriend was a Hooters girl and the middle girl in this pic used to work with her. She was ridiculously hot. I never slept with her. I tried.
On Sunday, around 8:30, about 30 mins before we were supposed to hit the road, Rex and I went on a hot streak at the blackjack table and instead of cashing out our thousands, we decided to send the rest of the gang away and we’d just hop on a plane later that night. We ended up playing until 1am with the same kids at the table. None of the believed we ran a website called SorryIGotDrunk. Seen here are Robert and his wife Rosie and our beautiful Russian dealer who I fell madly in love with. The middle pic is from when the guy next to us got so wasted, he spilled his beer on all the chips. It was great. Needless to say, all our money was gone by the time we left for the airport.
This is Larry, the boss. He was outstanding. This is me and Gigi. She took care of me all night. Long story short, we missed all the flights and had to go back to the hotel. Thankfully, because we’d been gambling like our cash was infected with herpes, (some of it might of actually been), they gave us a free room. This is the view. Rex had to stop me from going out on the roof. Would’ve been fun, I still think.
The best/scariest mannequin I’ve ever seen. Nipples and scary face. The long hallway to the Terrorist Check-In at Vegas Airport we had to go through because we had one way tickets. We had to walk through some awesome Blade Runner blowey thing to test us for explosives. I got Super-Searched because I forgot about my solid steel bottle opener in my wallet. This is not a game, folks.
After The Jump: Exciting, late night video footage of Vegas Airport, including Rex and I being chased by some sort of Airport Carpet Zamboni!!
LouVision: Inland Invasion 2006
Yeah, I know it was like a freakin month ago, but what can I say? I’m retarded. I’m usually too hungover after any kind of event to even think about dropping a post on it. Oh well. This is just some of the TreoPics I grabbed throughout the day, leading up to Guns ‘N Fuckin Roses.
1. My reflection in JBeaux’s bumper.
2. Some chick when we walked in.
3. Some ladies sleeping next to us that I kept drunkenly oogling. You know how I roll.
4. LouPOV from the back of the lawn.
5. Stage during BuckCherry. They kicked fucking asshole.
6. Stage during Muse or GnR.. Not sure.
7. One of the many, many fires that were set throughout the day. Along with riots, people getting their faces smashed in next to us and people throwing flaming garbage at the crowd, a great day was had by all.
LouVision: The RevoLOUtion Is Beginning
Snagged this one last Friday while driving to Weinerschnitzel for lunch with Sweepea. Have no idea what it’s for, but anything with my name in it is fine with me.
UPDATE: Guess it’s just some crappy independant inspirational movie.. Oh well..
LouVision: Chargers vs. Steelers
Just a couple quick shots from last weekend down in Whale’s Vagina..
1. My accidental Zoolander face from our seats. (I tried smiling and looked even dorkier than I always do, so I end up with Serious Football Guy).
2. Our view from literally the last row of Qualcomm.. Actually ended up being great seats as we could stand behind them, smoke, get plastered and laugh at the methed up SD fans next to us.
3. One of the coolest beer bongs I’ve ever seen as we were leaving the stadium. Unfortunately, didn’t get to take part.
LazVision: Steeler vs. Chargers Game
So after a crappy Saturday night that did not involve nearly enough sex drugs or rock and roll, Captain Kitchen and I hit the road to San Diego around 8:45AM to catch the Charger vs. Pittsburg game at 5PM. The plan was to catch the Bears game at a bar in Pacific Beach and then head over to the parking lot of Qualcomm Stadium. Once there we will meet up with Lou and Rex as well as J-Unit and B-Side from TVgasm for some extensive tailgating that may or may not include the mass consumption of barley flavored wine. It was Gonna be a long day Tater.
Couple of hot (well for football fans anyway) chicks at the bar that Kitchen and I went in San Diego to watch the Bear Game. Couple of SD tool bag dudes bought them shots which they promptly gave to us. They knew WAY too much about football to be sexy. I though the one on the left was going to Bull Rush Kitchen when he made a joke she did not care for.
Kitchen felling the effects of the early morning ride…or it could be the Bloody Mary bar we hit at 10:30AM.
The Black and Gold were well represented by the fans. Too bad big Ben and Co. could do the same on the field.
The view from the VIP parking entrance. Kitchen’s brother is some big time mobster in San Diego and he has all the parking lots on lock down.
One of Rex’s illegitimate sons was releasing himself on a chair next to us. Funny Rex did the same thing when he got there later. It was precious.
Lou and the boys were late coming down because they were up all night smoking crack, but a group of Lou’s ex girlfriends showed up to sing him a song. It is cute to see them grow over the years.
Kitchen is always the life of the tailgate. One time he and his roommate did an organized dance routine to a Backstreet Boys tune in the parking lot of the Rose Bowl. Genius.
After a plane, trains and automobliesque trip, B-Side, J-Unit, Lou & Rex finally join us in the parking lot where they are getting by a drunk me and handed beers with one simple instruction…CATCH THE FUCK UP.
Right before entering the game we paused for a SorryIGotDrunk family photo. If you think this isn’t going to be our Christmas card this year you are fucking crazy for thinking we would even consider Christmas cards.
Finally the game. At this point I start to lose a little bit of my memory. Lou calls his black outs, I call mine Selective Memory Deletions. I probably do not want to remember my behavior at the game so my mind decided to erase big chunks of it.
All and all it was the kind of day you would expect from us, the kind that take you 4 days to recover from and write about. And we would not have it any other way.
This is Lazlo saying, You stay classy San Diego… and drunk.
LouVision: Home To Chicago
[Mornin' kids.. While I keep trying to figure out if I really spent $500 on a stripper named Maya/Tina this weekend, check out the long delayed ChiTown photos from the conclusion to my neverending 30th birthday.. These are all thumbs, so click away, SorryDrunks. Hope you enjoy.]
Waiting at LAX.. I had 4 double Bloody Mary’s.. Laz had 4 double Jack n Cokes. Laz’s phone died, so he sat under the payphones, charging it as I snuck drinks out of the bar to him.. Hard to tell, but in middle pic there’s a hot girl WAY down there.. And finally, the guy behind me in line had snake skin shoes, ya’ll. Snake Skin Shoes.
Couple shots out the window..
Once on the plane.. Drinking commences.. Even as drunk as we were, the stewardess gave us free drinks. Membership has its privileges. This is not a game, folks.
