No classic albums played in their entirety, but any fest day during which your mind is blown thrice is indeed a good fest day. As noted, there’s a hipster agenda at play at Pitchfork Music Festival (duh), but the lineup is anything but hegemonic: Scottish shoegaze, coke rap, psych-folk, Yoko … Saturday’s bill had the bases covered. Along with Battles, Clipse, and Mastodon, post-show chatter gave big ups to Stereofaves and OKX alum the Twilight Sad (we caught the tail end of a typically blistering “And She Would Darken The Memory,” so so good — that’s the band above with Battles’ Dave Konopka) and Grizzly Bear (you’ve seen ’em, we’ve seen ’em, but folks here hadn’t — and they fell head over paws). Cat Power sounded great (and looked like a Chanel model), but sound issues took their toll. Califone’s early day set was ace, which we chased with an infectious and excited set from Voxtrot, showing off road-honed popscapes and stage-hopping, serving up a welcome combatant to festival fatigue. Iron & Wine … not so much. Sam’s put together a very fine new record, and he delivered it with lovely delicacy, but the low sound and hushed Beam-ing sent us straight to Rehab (the energy drink of choice this weekend). Yoko Ono closed out the night, and it was a lot like we got at Øya last summer: a ten-minute videotaped intro/lesson on how to flash “I Love You” with the provided “Onochord” penlight; performance pieces seeing her act out both sides of an abusive relationship; and a lot of slinky-grooved rock/Ono caterwauling. And as last time, we spent half the set staring in amazement, half pondering if we’ll have a fraction that cool when we’re septuagenarians. Probably not.
And then there’s the stuff we’re kicking ourselves for having missed: Ed Droste joining Girl Talk onstage with a live vocal for Gregg’s “Knife” remix, and the fire marshall shutting down Dan Deacon for his (literally) smoking setup and crowd management issues. Probably won’t see the live Grizzly Talk mashup again anytime soon, but there’s still chance to see the authorities shut down Mr. Deacon in Chi town. If you’re in the city, join us at the “secret” Deacon/Deerhunter show at 217 Wolcott St. Starts at midnight CST! Get in a cab, or if you’re feeling lazy, click below for Saturday’s pictorial platter.
THE TWILIGHT SAD
IRON & WINE