I've been selling encased meat to a hodgepodge of Hipster's for the past 12 hrs, Day 1 of 3 now complete.
Pitchfork Music Festival 2011 Chicago is underway featuring many of today's hip acts ie. Neko Case, James Blake, Cut Copy and a whole slew of bands I've never heard of.
I am operating a small 10 x 20 food booth.
On the menu:
Brats w/ sauerkraut. $5
Farmers Market Veggie Wrap. $5
Pretzel w/ Beer Cheese. $3
Apple strudel w/ ice cream. $3
The festival draws a 18 to 45 demographic. Lots of gals carrying around hula hoops, frolicking in sun dresses. Dudes wearing Ray Bans and sporting manicured grizzly beards. A millennium twist on a 60's love in that puts an emphasis on recycling and living with a "green" consciousness.
2 more days to go, as a self check to determine my mental health status, I will write a few words that come to mind.
This sounds sane to me, I m good!
A highlight of the afternoon was hearing Neko Case during her sound check doing a Robert Palmer parody
"Might as well face it you're addicted to drugs, Might as well face it you're addicted to drugs"
I was sad when I heard Robert Palmer died, that whole mannequin girl guitar backdrop thang he did was fantastic.
Onward to Day #2, Chicago will be hitting highs of 97 degrees & I will have an outdoor perspective of the entire day. Me amongst a sea of intellectual 20 somethings who mismatch clothes and express their identity with an awkwardly placed accessory & mixing fashion eras, for instance, a Jackie O handbag w/ a Xanadu jumpsuit. I'm telling you, its absolutely amazing.