There was certainly no shortage of musings about this weekend’s hipster fest in Chicago. Here are just a smattering of recaps circulating around the web.
What did you think of Pitchfork 2010? Did you agree with The A.V. Club that it might be the best festival in the nation? Or were you too wiped out from the heat to care? Leave your reviews in the comment area below.
via Chicago Magazine
Pitchfork, the city’s second largest summer music event (behind Lollapalooza), drew 54,000 to Union Park over the weekend. The usual specimens were all there: the erudite indie rock fans, the gaggles of teens, the boys in moustaches, the hipster parents with their babies in headphones. [Read the rest of the review…]
via The A.V. Club
In the year of the super-sized Lollapalooza, the fifth Pitchfork Music Festival continued to make its case as the best music festival not only in Chicago, but the nation. The event’s forward-thinking lineup went lighter on the nostalgia acts this year by dumping the “Don’t Look Back” night, where bands play seminal albums in their entirety, and featuring a bevy of buzzing acts, such as Sleigh Bells, Free Energy, Titus Andronicus, Major Lazer, Local Natives, Surfer Blood, Beach House, and numerous others. [Read the rest of the review…]
The final day of 2010’s Pitchfork Festival was just as hot as Saturday, with stages that needed quick shots of energy to pull the audience out of its languor. Girls were pretty but wispy – though they sounded stronger as I walked over to Washed Out, who had the audience clapping along to his set. It also helped that Ernest Greene plays to the audience, not his instruments. [Read the rest of the review…]
Just because you use a wall of vocal reverb on your album doesn’t mean you can’t actually sing. This was the case with Best Coast singer Bethany Cosentino, whose lack of vocal effects during her set made it sound better than her recorded “lo-fi” songs on her album. [Read the rest of the review…]
Have we gone on enough about the sleepy, dreamy pop theme of the weekend? Thankfully, Major Lazer upped the ante heading into the late sets of the final evening, a pulsing, grinding, whirling mix of pulsating dance beats from Switch and Diplo. Grinding dancers and ballerinas spun moves that seemed straight out of the Kama Sutra. Oh, and there were those Chinese lion dancers (h/t Kevin Pang for correct clarification) adding to the surreal party atmosphere on stage. [Read the rest of the review…]