Chicago: To make a long story short, I saw the Mountain Goats, Mission Burma and a few others at Pitchfork. Though I would rather see all these groups in a club atmosphere, it’s hard to beat the price. The big highlight of the trip was that I got to hang out with David in his own territory. He showed Jon and I all the great places to hang out in his neighborhood (hat tip to the taco shop…those chile rellenos were clutch!). Though in great pain, we braved the heat and made it to sonotheque and saw A-Trak, Kanye’s touring DJ. A HOT time was had. The dancing was fun even though I move like I’ve got a metal rod fused to my spine. On the way out I was upset because Matthew Herbert was going to be at the club later in the month. No troubles: he’ll be in Cleveland a week from Tuesday. Reference:
It takes me so long to actually write on here. Even after I changed it to make it easier for myself.
So, the last few weeks have been pretty fun. Not too long ago, Lindsey and I headed out to Toronto, Ontario, for the weekend. A few years ago, you could drive up there and have a hell of a time for really cheap because the US dollar was so strong against the Canadian dollar. Not the case any longer. Those Canucks have done well for themselves.
Lindsey and I got a room at Global Village Backpackers, which is run by young people who are organized about 45 percent of the time (we had to check out of our room the first night and check in two hours later in the room next door). Despite unfortunate hippie management, we were able to sleep alright.
We got rained on a bunch and I had to do some major public relations whith Lindsey to convince her we were having a good time. Saw the provincal (sp?) capital building, ate in Yonge/Eglington and Little Italy. Stumbled upon a hip-hop festival where some kids were breakin’ like they just stole a token for the bullet. Made the obligatory stop @ Eaton Centre to marvel at the potency of American capitalism in other countries. All-in-all, a good time.
I’m getting a little tired now, so I’m going to close this one up. I went to Chicago the next weekend to see the Pitchfork…I won’t write about the festival because you can probably read about it on about 3,000 other blogs like this. I will write about the rest of the trip.
