Warning that none of these videos are mine considering I broke my phone in the middle of Day 2…
Day 1: Physical Fights
To be honest, I spent minimal amounts of time at Lollapalooza on day one: partially because I had to work that morning, but also because when you start a fight, it’s time to walk away. Also, in reality, if the guy hadn’t been tripping on every drug he could find in his medicine cabinet that morning, my shove to the gut would have felt like a pat on the back since I lack the ability to pick up a 5lb weight. On another note, in my short time there, I started with Porter Robinson. Now, according to my Tiesto ticket stub from September, I have apparently seen Porter Robinson before. However, I would say Lolla was the first time I actually listened or paid attention to him. He puts on a good show, but I wouldn’t say there’s really anything to set him apart and make him extremely unique. Then there’s Nero… why in my sane and completely sober mind I thought it would be a smart idea to work my way to the second row of a Nero concert at a massive festival, I will never understand. To all Nero fans: you scare the living Hell out of me. However, Nero was fantastic. Definitely different than Porter Robinson, but simply awesome. My only complaint with the concerts themselves is the fact that they were in the daytime because my personal favorite part is the lights show. And yes, I realize the point of Lolla is an all-day festival. My first day of Lolla ended there as I walked out covered in an unhealthy amount of other people’s sweat, praying that I had no open wounds in which diseases could have spread.
Day 2: Evacuation
You know what’s not fun? Being on the train on the way to Lollapalooza and having your friend receive a phone call telling you that the festival is being evacuated and not to come. Once I heard that, I cursed Mother Nature and decided if there was not a torrential downpour, someone would probably be injured at the expense of my anger. Thankfully the festival opened back up at 6pm – although I didn’t mind the extra two hours to eat everything in my kitchen. I started at Calvin Harris – my most anticipated concert of the weekend. After fighting my way up about 150 rows, dancing and getting covered in about three inches of mud, and losing everyone I was with, I made it to the front section to enjoy my favorite Scottish DJ. I fell in love with the music itself” the beats, the lights, the bass. However, Calvin, I get that you’ve publicly announced you’ll “no longer be singing” so you can “focus on producing,” but COME ON, at least let me enjoy some pre-recordings of your extremely orgasmic voice. I definitely would have preferred to hear some more vocals. Afterwards, I headed to Avicii – and yes, I actually made it to the concert this time (oh, memories). Avicii, as always, sounded fantastic, looked exceptional, and put on a memorable show. But really… the reason his show is so memorable is because it’s the exact same setlist as every other show he puts on – just more condensed. However, it was still a blast and ended in me being offered a job as a zumba instructor. After Avicii, the night ended because I needed to find a lake – or sprinklers – to wash my mud-covered body. Never did find that lake…
Day 3: Sweet, Sweet Bliss.
Lollapalooza day three was by far the best day of the entire festival if you exclude the first group I saw: The DumDum Girls?? Honestly I now understand why no one goes to the festival before 3pm… the early bands are just repulsive. Never. Again. While waiting for Florence + the Machine (round three) to go on stage, I did catch J. Cole’s show. For never hearing his music before in my life, the concert was pretty decent and the crowd was pretty tame, but it’s just not my kind of music. However, Florence + the Machine definitely is and they were just as amazing at Lollapalooza as they were the first two times I saw them. I would definitely say that Florence Welch did a much better job interacting with the audience than any other artist I saw at the festival did. As with every concert, she involved the crowd in both “Raise It Up” and “Dog Days are Over.” At one point, she stepped off the stage to run through the separated sections of the grass. She spun, she sang, she resembled a goddess… seriously, my love for her just grows everyday. After Florence, I tried my best to catch a portion of Miike Snow, but after seeing the size of the crowd, it just was not worth it since I wanted to see Kaskade close out the festival so badly. And did he ever. By far the best light show of any EDM artist I’ve ever seen – and I’ve gone to one too many concerts in my life. You could just tell that he was enjoying putting on the show as much as every person in the crowd was enjoying being there. My only complaint with Kaskade’s show was that it had to end. He even came on stage 15 minutes early so that he could play longer, but at 10pm it had to end… stupid Chicago curfew.
So that’s my Lolla recap. And I’m really starting to realize that in 3 days of concert going, I managed to only see approximately seven shows… what was I doing?