The cover for the August issue features a colorful image of famous Chicago architectural landmarks. At first glance, it looks like a collage of photos or illustrations of the buildings. Little do you know, that's a set of miniature paper models made from the Build Your Own Chicago postcards, by local designer Matt Bergstrom.
For those of us who don't read the cover photo credits (on page 10 of the August issue), this...
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The cover for the August issue features a colorful image of famous Chicago architectural landmarks. At first glance, it looks like a collage of photos or illustrations of the buildings. Little do you know, that's a set of miniature paper models made from the Build Your Own Chicago postcards, by local designer Matt Bergstrom.
For those of us who don't read the cover photo credits (on page 10 of the August issue), this...
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The cover for the August issue features a colorful image of famous Chicago architectural landmarks. At first glance, it looks like a collage of photos or illustrations of the buildings. Little do you know, that's a set of miniature paper models made from the Build Your Own Chicago postcards, by local designer Matt Bergstrom.
For those of us who don't read the cover photo credits (on page 10 of the August issue), this...
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The cover for the August issue features a colorful image of famous Chicago architectural landmarks. At first glance, it looks like a collage of photos or illustrations of the buildings. Little do you know, that’s a set of miniature paper models made from the Build Your Own Chicago postcards, by local designer Matt Bergstrom.
For those of us who don’t read the cover photo credits (on page 10 of the August issue), this…
Grounded in Fiction
The Chicago Air & Water Show dominates the skies this weekend, but there’s plenty to see at street level—for starters, a couple of theatre adaptations by local lit stars. Elizabeth Berg—she of New York Times best-seller list fame, who has been touted by everyone from Oprah to the American Library Association—has adapted her…
Just when you thought Snap had died a quiet, lonely death, we come back with the vengeance of a fat kid in line for ice cream on a hot day at Lollapalooza.
Brittney, the other half of Snap, is off on some beach in Mexico for her honeymoon, after a lovely (and genuinely fun) wedding two weekends ago. Me, sullen and lonely for my blogging partner, I trolled Grant Park for three days in the heat with heavy equipment on my shoulders, all to bring you photos from Lollapalooza…
We went. We shot. We conquered. Here’s a look at Lolla in pictures—everything from bands to crowds to tats to street style.
The holy trinity of Lollapalooza attendance: a mini-roll of Charmin, handy wipes, and sunscreen. By day three, it seemed like most people had figured this out, along with the names and locations of all of the stages, and the fact that getting piss drunk in the hot sun just isn’t that much fun. Maybe it’s just us, but Sunday at Lolla seemed way more chill, and, to that end, enjoyable. Here, the best/worst of the finale…
If day one of Lollapalooza was about Radiohead, day two was about Barack Obama, if in spirit only. Despite rampant rumors that the presidential candidate was going to show up to introduce Wilco, he never did. It almost didn’t matter: Enough bands, including Broken Social Scene and Rage Against the Machine, used their mics to take up his mantra of change. “Wake up!” howled Zach de la Rocha of Rage to a field full of people who, from the looks of it, were more interested in starting the next mosh pit than inspiring a political revolution…
Day one of Lollapalooza wrapped with Thom Yorke and the rest of Radiohead crowing the lyrics to “Optimistic”—”If you try the best you can, if you try the best you can”—to a sea of people. And by a sea, I mean 75,000 crowded into Grant Park today—all seemingly buying beer; all seemingly sweating beyond the effectiveness of Secret and Mitchum. Hey, we were all trying the best we could to not have a heat stroke. Thanks for hearing us, Thom.
To that end, here are the best and worst of Lollapalooza, day one…
Once again, Lollapalooza is descending upon us. So is 95-degree weather.
I will be sending dispatches from the fest up until the point that my appendages start melting, and I am forced to squirrel away the laptop and seek air-conditioned shelter. Look, too, for a photos…
Finally, a female rapper is in the house.
Lollapalooza is a “win-win” for everyone—everyone, that is, but the local clubs.
