So, I talked about posting every day and that sort of thing. I can actually pretty easily explain what happened to me for the last four days of the festival: I got really sick and dehydrated at the exact same time. I went to a bunch of really bitching shows, but couldn’t enjoy them as much as I would have liked to. I missed Kurt Vile, but went to Wye Oak.

I’m going to post a memoir in the coming days that will explain my sickness much more gracefully than I have here.

Highlights:

-I missed Here We Go Magic and John Waters, both of which bummed me out.

-I did catch Wye Oak, Callers, and GBV, which did not bum me out.

-I caught Mayor Daley, which did bum me out.

-Hydration is particularly important.

-Quick Fiction should always be hilarious.

-Playing in a cage designed for dancing shirtless men is really hard.

Until then, A.C. Out. It’s Friday night. I’ve got other stuff to do.