Another edition of random notes I took during Pitchfork:
The connection between ONO and Jenny Hval. Removing layers, physically and sonically.
Anderson Paak! Shamir!
Cartwheels at Sun Ra Arkestra and 92 years old!?
Twin Peaks, from Young Camelot to here. Regret I never saw them more in DIY spots.
Mick Jenkins: "Drink more water."
Crazy inflatable etc...
So why are we here? Why do we go to music festivals? Why do we listen to music? I always have a crises of faith at these things. I wonder what's the point.
Aren't there more important things than listening to music in a park, many of the neighbors can hardly even afford to go to so they settle for hawking dollar water bottles and ponchos on Ashland Ave? But are only greeted with another instance of being ignored.
Being thanked for saving the earth as I parked my bike then participating in an event that trashes a park and having to use Instagram and deplete the energy on my cell phone which I will surely have to charge again at some point.
Do we need these festivals more than ever in a world so full of pain, confusion and anxiety? The world is exploding from Nice to Baton Rouge, do we take advantage of joy at every possible moment, because we never know what will be our last? Or is that a huge cop out?