Sunday brought Billy Bragg, Superchunk, Naked Raygun, Lucero, My Gold Mask, Patti Smith, Primus, Weezer, and more beautiful weather. Fueled on discarded Red Bulls and beer, the bees buzzed around Humboldt Park looking to start fights with me wherever I went.
The machine kills fascists: Billy Bragg
This is the look of pure joy. Michael Petryshyn, founder of Riot Fest, has worked with Naked Raygun for years and is a close friend. Here is Mike listening to the first notes of their album Throb Throb.
Naked Raygun pulled Michael onstage in the middle of the set to celebrate the 10th Anniversary with a cake.
Chicago’s own–My Gold Mask
Ran into my friends Gordon Robertson (The Damn Choir) and Archie Powell (Archie Powell & The Exports)
“When I was very young, my mother took me for walks in Humboldt Park, along the edge of the Prairie River. I have vague memories, like impressions on glass plates, of an old boathouse, a circular band shell, an arched stone bridge. The narrows of the river emptied into a wide lagoon and I saw upon its surface an singular miracle.” –Patti Smith (an excerpt from the first paragraph of Just Kids)