We started day two of
Lollapalooza 2009 at the coveted
Rock Star Brunch hosted by
Playboy at
The Hilton Chicago. There was an ample supply of delicious treats, a generous bar, and of course beautiful women parading around
The Imperial Suites, chatting up barely awake media personnel.
Rock Band, Playboy
Twister, and a "Make Out Room" were just a few of the 11 a.m. activities available as we dodged flashing cameras and a plethora of video crews doing their best to capture all the action at this event that reached full capacity by noon or so. On to the festival itself, adorable Welsh outfit
Los Campesinos! offered the early afternoon dose of adrenalin today with a herky-jerky, spastic multi-instrumental assault on a very respectably sized crowd. An insistent Sun and 90 plus degree temperature had replaced the previous day's relentless rain and a red-faced
Gareth Campesino was in inspired form, delivering his share of the vocals with much vigor, and also finding time to pay tribute to Elliott Smith ("..would have been 40 this month..") and reminisce ("Our first ever U.S. show was at Lollapalooza..we have great memories.")
It was quite pleasing to see Coheed And Cambria scheduled on a main stage at the festival. The N.Y. band has deservedly graduated beyond Warped Tour status and now offers much hope to this generation's prog-rock fans. A modern day Iron Maiden or Queensrÿche, C&C has garnered new fans thanks to Guitar Hero but mostly due to singer and guitarist Claudio Sanchez's creative genius. Much like Depeche Mode has brought out mothers and daughters together to the park on day one, C&C fans in the audience included many a father-son combo. Their albums are tied together by The Amory Wars, a comic book series from the mind of Sanchez. And it doesn't hurt that the man can straight up shred. When not positioned at the mic, Sanchez ran around manically with his guitar, the wind often causing his voluminous hair to cover up his face. Opener "No World For Tomorrow" duly got the obligatory mosh pit going. Where David Gahan only succeeded in securing vocals from the crowd for a few of the big hits the previous night, C&C could sit back and watch their fans belt out the lyrics to song after song, fists pumping in unison. Epics ("In Keeping Secrets of Silent Earth: 3"), hits ("A Favor House Atlantic"), and a surprising, almost unrecognizable cover of The Church's "Under The Milky Way") were all included in a furious hour of anthemic metal.
We took some time off to conduct an interview with
Glasvegas for
Roxwel in the media tent after Coheed And Cambria's set. The Scots talked about opening up for U2, the dilemma of having both Glasgow Rangers and Celtic fans in the band, and writing new material and "counting the money" in a laid-back, quick-fire Q&A which was a perfect segue to our jaunt to the
vitaminwater stage to catch their performance. Glasvegas came on to massive applause and instantly appeased the crowd, kicking off with "Geraldine," "Lonesome Swan," and "It's My Own Cheating Heart That Makes Me Cry," enveloping
Grant Park with a comforting, sweeping wall of sound, marked by
James Allan's soaring vocals. Coheed And Cambria's six-string wizardry had blazed through the field merely 30 minutes ago;
Rab Allan's guitar delivered a subtler but equally piercing reverb-drenched sound. James Allan constantly bantered with the fans ("Anybody got any grass in there?") and was at his charming best. For the large part that is, for he did go on an awkward (and apparently a staple) rant on how drummer
Caroline McKay was on the hunt for a big dick ("You're from Texas? That doesn't mean you have a big dick. There's lots of girls standing with their boyfriends looking very disappointed.") He later apologized for his comments, noting the presence of young children. A stellar rendition of "Flowers And Football Tops" and of course, gut-wrenching closer "Daddy's Gone" proved that this band is a true gem and could have a long and fruitful career.
Tool vs.
Yeah Yeah Yeahs was probably the toughest decision of the festival and we decided to go with the cult band from California, figuring that going forward we'd have more chances to see the N.Y. trio. Tool drew the biggest crowd we'd been a part of this weekend thus far and seeing the sea of people that had been gathering and staying put all day at the
Chicago 2016 confirmed that they have definitely stood the test of time. They started with "Jambi" off
10,000 Days and followed that up with
Ænima classics "Stinkfist" and "Forty Six & 2," drawing huge cheers from the faithful herds.
Maynard James Keenan pranced around in usual fashion, thanking the crowd for their "enthusiasm and nudity" and with
Adam Jones typically brilliant on guitar, it was fair to assess that the band was truly on song. Also an integral part of the set was their characteristic twisted imagery, on display on the big screens throughout. "Ænima" was our personal highlight of the set and although there was no room for "Sober" or "Prison Sex," Keenan probably summed up the show best, "Your only regret tonight is not seeing Yeah Yeah Yeahs." As we walked out to the streets, we were greeted by another huge crowd, one that had obviously settled outside the fences all evening long for Tool. And that definitely factored in us arriving pretty late to the
Rock The Vote Nights event at
The Music Lounge at the
Hard Rock Hotel Chicago and having to wrestle a huge line to get even get close to the doors. We missed Band Of Skulls, Santigold, and GZA but caught most of
Passion Pit's shimmering electro-pop before leaving for a much needed night's sleep, knowing very well we had to do it all over again one more time on Sunday.
yall come up here and can't call your peeps from sister site Chicagoist to grab a beer and rave at the DJ tent? Boo!
(kidding, we still love yall)