I'm coming off a pretty big week, music-wise. And by "pretty big" I actually mean FUCKING EPIC.
It started on Tuesday with Fiona Apple at The Chicago Theatre, and ended Friday night at Pitchfork with Leslie Feist.
There's so much to say about all the feelings I felt during the Fiona show that, for now anyway, I'm actually not going to say anything at all. (Gasp!) This doesn't nearly capture it, but here's a glimpse of some of my favorite moments at the bestconcertevvver:
As for Feist, it was a great time. My friends and I staked out spots close to the stage, while also still in great view of the Dirty Projectors, so we also caught their kickass set before Feist's. (Swing Lo Magellan! Have you heard it yet?!)
Prior to all that Feist and Dirty Projectors goodness, Willis Earl Beal blew me away with his gravelly, goddamn beautiful voice (and a lot of pelvic thrusting and mic swinging). He also took off his belt, verrry slowly, and then started beating it against the stage. Talk about a one-man show:
Meanwhile, amid all the concert-going, Frank Ocean released Channel Orange, and I've had it pretty much on repeat ever since. He performed "Bad Religion" on Jimmy Fallon recently... Frank Ocean backed by The Roots? Yes please. Check it out.
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