Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Lollapalooza


Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride"
--Hunter S. Thompson

Clouds of smoke billow over the masses, shaking at waves of audio boomed from speakers the size of Mini Coopers. Beer vendor stalls ring in the crowds, funneling Budweiser and Bud Light pounders out to the thirsty concert goers. I can't tell who has the stage now, but it doesn't matter. We are caught in the music, in the crowd and in the summer sun.

Hosted in Grant Park, nuzzled in between the Chicago skyline and the deep blue waters of Lake Michigan, Lollapalooza is must-attend event. With dozens of artists visiting the city in a three day span, there is something for everyone. Rock and rap, techno and old-school jams all make an appearance. Six stages are scattered throughout the park, each with its own distinct vibe. In the techno district, teens splatter neon paint across white shirts and pink, sunburned skin. At the main stage, families gather on the small hillside on picnic blankets. I stand in the middle of it all.



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