Pitchfork is crazy

Though I may have thoroughly enjoyed the Pitchfork Festival, I had no idea it would produce so many strange results. First, as documented below I was blown away by Diplo's set (and to a smaller degree, A-Trak's). This has resulted in a strange purchasing habit for me. Here are the last 4 cds that I have bought:

• DJ Shadow - Endtroducing.....
• Girl Talk - Night Ripper
• Common - Be
• Ghostface Killah - Fishscale

Unbeknownst to me, seeing an exhilarating DJ set turns you into an exclusive rap music fan. However, at this very concert, my then-girlfriend Eve evidently met somebody. While we were there together. Of course, in typical Eve fashion, I knew nothing about this until we had already split (for other reasons). I truly hope that she is happy, and that whoever she ends up with treats her well.

The Blowtorch is not typically meant for personal reflection, so I will spare the details. Things were good most of the time, but then everything exploded in the end. I wish her the best.

Pitchfork

I would have never guessed that my favorite performance at the Pitchfork festival would have been a DJ set. But Diplo's Sunday night closing performance was so much fun, I could have died. Literally. The rumor around the park was that the tent was 120 degrees. While Boo and I were standing just outside the tent, we could feel hot gusts of wind escaping. We danced for an hour in the sweltering heat. And the last transition of "Bombs Over Baghdad" to "Deceptacon" was unbelievable. Between that and A-Trak's Saturday night set, I finally "got" club music.