The center of our Lolla pop

So we've returned from our two days of Lollapalooza. We didn't catch everyone we'd planned on, but caught as many as we could.
Train schedule mishaps and the sort made us leave later than we planned on Friday, and had us coming home earlier than we'd hoped on Saturday, but we had a great time.
Friday we saw ...
Ryan Adams - what a dick. Plan and simple. The guy can play guitar great. He does some awesome Dead covers - Franklin's Tower, Wharf Rat were good. His songs were not. Plus, he played 20 minutes longer than scheudled throwing off the schedule at the opposite stage where we were waiting to see ...
Iron and Wine. I was real happy with these guys, plus, their lead singer has the best beard in the world. We stayed here for about a half hour, then walked to the other side of Grant Park (about a 10-15 minute walk) to see ...
The Ranconteurs. Wow! These guys were ten times better than we'd imagined. What I'd heard on the radio kind of bored me, but I'm glad we walked over. These guys rocked. A fun bluesy/rocky/punky mix of guitar driven sound. April said she wants to pick up the CD now. We fought the sweaty and sunburned crowd back to the other side for ..
Sleater Kinney. The all girl trio is taking an extended hiatus after this show so I wanted to make sure I saw them at least once. They were good. Not as good as I'd hoped, or maybe the sound wasn't loud enough, but they seemed to be lacking something. I did enjoy seeing them play and I think April felt a little more empowered after watching them. When they finished, we turned around to the other stage on the north side to watch ..
Death Cab for Cutie. Having been a long time fan, I was excited to see them .. but could've done without most of the people who showed up to 'watch' them. They considered watching to be talking on the phone, chatting about how much they'd been drinking, and screaming for no reason. And of course, standing right in front of Apirl so she couldn't see ... anything. The six songs we stayed for were great, and we made note that seeing them at a show that's just them would be better. So, we made the trek to the south side to see ..
Ween. YEAH! I love Ween. Childish lyrics about mollusks, children with back problems, break-ups, sexually transmitted diseases and pill poppin' child molesters. This is not music for your mama, but it is music that's catchy, filthy and funny. I loved every bit of it.
We packed up and walked around Millenium Park for a bit, caught our train back home and got ready for Saturday.