Wednesday night was the Great Lake Swimmers at Lincoln Hall, a new venue in Chicago which was opened up by Schubas, one of my favorite places to see live music. It's super small and intimate-so small you can be a big dork and make a painting for your favorite band and then go up to them after the concert and awkwardly hand it to them. Yeah, that was me last year at a Great Lake Swimmers concert. It went like this:
Me: (awkwardly) "Hi, I feel like a dork but I made this for you guys."
Erik Arnesen: "Why do you feel like a jerk?"
Me: "No, I feel like a dork."
Erik: "This is so cool I love it. You shouldn't feel like a dork. Tony look at this." (Shows it to lead singer)
Tony: "Wow that's cool."
Me: "I really love your music. I have to go" ...(and I walk away quickly, very embarrassed and go to my friends Seeley and Peter, "let's get out of here"
It took every ounce of courage for me to do it...I'm shy. I just love their music so much, and one of their songs (Your Rocky Spine) means so much to me and inspired me to do a painting, so I gave it to them. Yes, big dork, I know. This is what I gave them. It's actually a mixed media piece. All of the green is hand cut paper, which took forever to do with an exacto knife. I liked it at the time, but now I hate it and I'm embarrassed by it, especially because it looks like the girl is touching herself, but I swear she's not. The woman was from a figure drawing. My face is red now. Dork.

Back to music. Last night we saw all those lads mentioned above at the Monsters of Folk concert at the Auditorium Theatre, which I had never been to before (incredible venue). This is the best way I can describe my experience. The music/sound/visual/environment was so amazing I felt like all of my innards needed to be poured out of my body while screaming at the top of my lungs, laughing and crying at the same time. Oh, and my innards would have come out in every color of the rainbow. And there would have been glitter in it. I should do a painting of THAT. So yeah, it was the best concert I have seen in a long time. With three lead singers/guitarists from famous bands, you would think there would be too much ego on that stage, but it wasn't like that at all. They played each other's songs, MOF songs, and blew the crowd away.

The highlight for me was when Jim James was singing Bermuda Highway. Tears were pouring down my face.
"sometimes I walk around town looking at faces
wonderin why their bodies go to silly places.
Walkin past the carpet mills looking in and takin stills,
your ass it draws me in like a Bermuda highway.
Oh, don't carve me out! Don't let your silly dreams,
fall in between the crack of the bed and the wall.
Two times I fell asleep in a dirty basement
snoozing in cobwebs and the cement.
Sometimes I wonder why that meek guy got all the fame,
maybe im to blame for his short bitter fucked up life. "
-My Morning Jacket































