I mean that in the non-literal, yet literal sense of the word of course, in that after their set you felt like it would be OK to go to heaven. It was a great big party, that’s hard to describe in words, so here are photos.
Lovers were kissing everywhere you looked at Grant Park.
Viva Voce — so talented, so hot.
The Against Me! crowd rocked the heat…
Brought on by its lead singer.
A bunch of geen initiatives were led by a police car with flowers growing out of it.
The Kidsapalooza section gave cool hairdos out.
M.I.A. would’ve been cool–except she kept losing her voice. She did give props to the FBI for making her return to American soil so difficult, given her political ties.
It was also great watching Perry Farrell’s Satellite Party, mostly because it WAS his party, and it was the perfect context to watch him in. I thought Tila Tequila was singing backup, but I could be wrong. Nuno Bettencourt lookalike Neil Perry was on guitar — funny! I was surprised at how many Jane’s Addiction songs he performed.
All the sponsors were kind of offputting — like Summerfest there were stages named after sponsors. But the MySpace tent was interesting — there were meet and greets where you could get a photo taken with the band! I opted to just take a photo of Blonde Redhead.
And then I saw a pyramid housing two DJs in helmets. After that, everything else was just a bright light I danced my way to.