so today is day 2 of lollapalooza 1995 but day 4 of my trip to chicago

i wonder if such masters as Rembrandt and Chris Isaak sat in this same jazz-inspired coffeehouse back in the early 1920s when they were creating their masturpieces?

because i definitely can feel the magic in the air tonight.

i think i wanna get into a fight today!!

that would be fun!

some toe-to-toe fisticuffs action!

no, i’m a lover not a fighter.

and i LOVED holy fuck yesterday!

they were amazing!

and so was Go! Team!

and then i went back to the hotel room and passed out.

it was hot, dawg.

and then i came back for radiohead, which was kinda like going to a baseball game and sitting way in the back behind the field goal.

but i realized something yesterday amidst all the time travel and hot moby dick action.

i realized i have played shows with 3 of these 120 bands.

hey!

that means i’m important-not-really-important-at-all-and-probably-more-delusional-and-god-i-love-tiddies-and-queso

speaking of tiddies.

we are at a severe deficit in my number of tiddies seen to number of penises seen at this hippie love fest.

it’s zero to one right now. and i’m not happy about this.

……….. or am i???

anyhoo, i’m over the whole festival at this point.

except today i’m gonna see the ting tings and spank rock.

and mgmt.

and broken social scene.

but that’s it.

wilco can suck it.

t

boo yaa