The debut album from Las Vegas based Imagine Dragons, Night Visions is refreshing. Each song welcomes the listeners to a bit of the unexpected while keeping an epic fullness of sound plus a bit of grit through the tracks. The first single, “It’s Time,” is the song that originally got me interested in the band.
Our Editor, Daniel Kohn and our resident photographer, the amazing Daniela Montelongo, were on-the-ground at Lollapalooza this weekend. (Daniel’s amazing too.) We ended up with more great photos than we could possibly use. So rather than let all of them go to waste, we thought we’d share a few. Miike Snow Sharon Von Etten Amadou and
As you may have heard by now Lollapalooza was interupted by a massive thunderstorm, just as Neon Indian (shown above) was starting their set. Everyone was evacuated to higher and safer ground. Now that the storm has passed and the festival is about to resume, we thought we’d share some of the pre-storm festivities. We”l
The Friday afternoon crowd. Sharon Van Etten Dr. Dog The Head And The Heart
It’s almost that time of year when Chicago’s Grant Park transforms into Lollapalooza, one of the most well known and respected music festivals in the world. People flock to our city from all over to experience three days of jampacked music while standing in the heart of downtown. With a skyline on one side and
New Jersey’s The Gaslight Anthem’s latest album, Handwritten, is one of the rare albums that i was counting down the days until it was released. Having been a fan of the band since their earliest EP, Senor and The Queen, the emotions I had prior to listening to the first note of this album was
After an amazing experience at Bonneroo, I couldn’t wait to go to my home town Pitchfork Music Festival. Braving the rain the crowds poured over to see Japandroids. Holy cow where I have been when it comes to this band. Obviously this crowd and the other photographers were on top of their game as the
The final day of Pitchfork had a lineup that started off with punk edge and transformed into to a flashback dance party. The rain gave us a day of sunshine and between the mix of sun and heat turned the mudpits into hard caked up mini desert. Trekking through the said desert, I made my
The second day of Pitchfork started much like the first with an angry sky that interfered with my listening. After getting a late start I managed to get to the fest just as Cults were sound checking through the rain drops. Then the music festival gods decided enough was enough and the sun welcomed Madeline
You know Pitchfork Music Festival has begun when Chicago’s Union Park, located on the west side of the city, morphs from your run of the mill park, baseball diamond and all, into a walking catalog for Urban Outfitters, American Apparel, and a dash of a grandma’s closet with music cascading through the crowd. Braving the