Yesterday my phone was at least kind enough to lie to me about having bars. Today it’s like, “Not a chance, a-hole!”
Here comes the rain
Can’t. Handle. Givers. Too. Adorable. And. Spunky.
Uh oh. Storm is brewing. Park is evacuating.
Spotted: Bros making mad dash for CVS. Clearing out beer shelves. “Grab the tall boys!”
Hanging in a hotel room with Bud Lights, Pop-Tarts and 30 of my new closest friends.
Aaaand we’re back. Sinking in the mud while watching Tune-Yards.
The Weeknd is impregnating the entire Lolla crowd right now with some sweet, sweet R&B. Contrary to rumor, his voice does not suck live.
“I’m so tired of hipsters,” says a hipster.
“Frank Ocean is a little bitch!” Why? “He kicked everyone out from backstage.” #vipproblems
Ocean opens with Sade’s “By Your Side.” Perfect choice.
“I got into a little trouble with this song.” “He’s going to play ‘Bad Religion.’” Nope. “American Wedding.” #donhenleyproblems
Sigur Rós feels less epic playing in the daytime. Should’ve saved them for nightfall.
Toro Y Moi is much more groovy and jammy, less chill, than anticipated.
At The Drive-In comes out to “Mother.” “We are Latin Danzig!”
At The Drive-In
It smells like elephant shit, and biting black flies are waging war. But cannot leave ATDI’s set. So good.
Cedric Bixler-Zavala: “This song is called ‘Technical Difficulties” from the album ‘What The Fuck Happened To My Pedal?’”
Ben Folds is here, looking like a dad. A librarian dad.
There goes Jesse Pinkman from ‘Breaking Bad.’ And Perry Farrell, tailed by security and a candy raver. Bet she’s a big Jack White fan.
Was supposed to see White Stripes in 2003, but Jack broke his finger. Now he’s playing “Hotel Yorba” and I feel slightly better about it all
Game over. Time for deep-dish. #wedidit
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