And here it is, the final day of Pitchfork Music Festival by our Chicago team – photographer Jim Vondruska and writer Mike Ewing. It went by so fast! Who were your favorite performers this year? Be sure to let us know on Twitter!
Thrash. Pure Thrash. Even though you could barely make out any lyrics, the guitar tone was just obliterated noise and the bass rounded out the sound, Perfect Pussy tore apart the Blue Stage with their energy and charisma.
Dum Dum Girls
Dressed all in black and lined up like a femme fatale firing squad, Dum Dum Girls delivered a tight ensemble performance of their brand of sweet but melancholy rock.
Real Estate struck the chill, subdued tone of Sunday with their airy surf rock.
As Pitchfork continued its lazy Sunday, Slowdive’s big atmospheric sounds were perfect for laying out in the grass and watching the clouds float by.
Bouncing her way around the stage while she built her beats, Grimes brought the K-Pop experience to Pitchfork. Sometimes singing airily, sometimes screeching like a demon, she evoked Ace of Bass, Aqua, and the princess from Frozen.
He killed it. Absolutely killed it. Playing to a sold out crowd of over 10,000 people, Kendrick Lamar brought the house down. With a sense of swagger and confidence Kendrick didn’t miss a beat and perfectly closed out the weekend with his set.
Deafheaven’s set was the most intimate I’ve ever experienced due to the stage show George Clarke put on. He was haunting and somewhat frightening with his gestures and thousand yard stare. Coupled with his high pitched screams, the post-hardcore/post-rock sound they produce made them stand out at Pitchfork, in a good way.