Lori and I were amped to see Kid Sister and Konono Nº1 perform tonight at Millennium Park. The heat and humidity had subsided, the show was free and it would be our first concert of the summer. We even packed a little picnic of veggies, chips, dip and root beers. But as I walked east up Randolph to meet Lori, I couldn’t help but notice a long line of unmarked squad cars all the way up the street. And there were cops on foot everywhere too; patrolling the entire northern perimeter of Millennium Park. As Lori and I started to walk up one of the Randolph Street entrances to the Pritzker Pavilion, we were accosted by a Parks & Rec officer who told us no one could enter the park unless they used the Michigan Avenue entrance. Seriously? I have to walk a block away to enter the park and walk another block to get back to the stage? Why? No answer.
A week ago, my best mate and I went to a 18+ all-building dubstep show at Metro/Smartbar. Hosted by Chicago’s Subfix massive, the relatively under-the-radar showcase featured Datsik, Eprom, Phaded, Jeekoos and several other wobble-monster DJs. My ears were still ringing when I woke up the next day.
When I started this blog, I’d just left Firebelly (a studio I’d dedicated 5 years of my life to) and I was completely uncertain about my future. My original thinking was: if I have a place to spend at least 15 minutes thinking/writing/sharing every day, I’ll have something constant (and fun) where I can share my point of view and other stuff I find along the way.