Next year, though, I want more of an opportunity to discover bands I'll be loving five, 10, 15 years from now. I'm going to go and see all the bands I've loved for five and 10 and 15 years. That said, I'll still be there, dancing, sweating, expanding and contracting under that hot-ass sun amid that sea of humanity. Sasquatch! isn't there yet but Audioslave on the Mainstage doesn't feel far off. Lollapalooza was a wandering, money-hemorrhaging pariah before it settled in Chicago and revitalized. Safe in the indie festival world spells slow, plodding death. Seriously, the Dandy Warhols? Why not Everclear? C'mon. This is still an upper-echelon festival, but it's starting to feel very corporate, by which I mean safe and expected. I love Bjork and the Beastie Boys and Manu Chao, but where's Tapes 'n' Tapes? Where are Peter, Bjorn & amp John? For God's sake, where's Cyrus Fell Down? For that matter, where's any Northwest band from east of the Cascades?
This year, that tripartite balance tipped decidedly toward big old bands. (SxSW remains in a class by itself.)įor a while, the concert designers managed a precarious but thoughtful equilibrium between big established acts, national "It" bands and local buzz-makers. Originally designed as a Northwest festival featuring Northwest acts, it's grown over the years to be one of the best regional music showcases each summer, easily comparable to Coachella and Lollapalooza. No, I don't think Sasquatch! is worse for it.
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