The music festival itself is now just half of a music festival. When the sun goes down, the outdoor festivities head indoors. Lollapalooza offers a staggering 45 after-parties. Pitchfork Music Festival keeps it to a more modest number, but there are some great bonus acts thrown in these bills—rising bands like Regal Degal and Ex-Hex could easily deserve the spotlight of the Union Park stage.
There are even enticing unofficial bashes, like an LCD Soundsystem tribute band at Concord Music Hall. Plus, both Phish and Billy Joel are in town. Just putting that out there. Check out the full list of the 2014 after-shows.
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"I'm not telling you all I'm going through," Dylan Baldi repeats on "I'm Not Part of Me," the first single from Cloud Nothing's Here and Nowhere Else. Well, hey, have it your way, Dylan, but that's kind of your job as a songwriter. Still, anyone with ears and the experience of being a teenager can tell you exactly what he's going through—pillow biting, knots in the gut, poetry writing. You know, that first breakup. It's essential adolescent stuff, shot through with fuzzy electricity by Baldi's Ohio pop-punk troupe, who hammer and wail like kids who injest nothing but the Get Up Kids, coffee and the early Replacements.
Formed in San Francisco in 2010, the surprisingly non-grim black metal phenomenon Deafheaven stirred the scene with their 2011 debut, Roads to Judah. Last year's follow-up, Sunbather, was a critical success of such proportions that the band embarked on an extensive tour with a new line-up and deeper sound. Friday at Pitchfork promises to run late and noisy, as Deafheaven takes the stage at an aftershow at the Bottom Lounge with punk prodigy group Perfect Pussy.
Tricky and Björk dated way back. Are we sure they didn't have a kid? English trip-hop dream FKA Twigs, a.k.a. Tahliah Barnett, is a trance-like beat queen of Spanish and Jamaican heritage, who was up for BBC's Sound of 2014 prize. She'll dig into her previously released EP1 and EP2 and hopefully dig into the upcoming LP1 (she's not too big into titles) at this Pitchfork after-show.
England's Domino-signed, Mercury-nominated and all-round-brilliant Wild Beasts play a Pitchfork after-show. Their shimmering, elegant indietronica, all entwining melodies and suggestive lyrics, has been sharpened to a fine pop point on their new album Present Tense, and—we promise you—they're truly awesome live. First, the hotly tipped American folk musician Jordan Lee performs his rich and stirring modern folk as Mutual Benefit.
A project of Beach Fossils guitarist and Kurt Cobain look-alike Zachary Cole Smith, DIIV delves into drifting shoegazer melodies, evident on its 2012 debut, Oshin. There's been talk of a sophomore album, so the band may air out some new tunes. Brooklyn psych-rockers Lodro and postpunks Regal Degal round out the bill of this official Pitchfork Music Festival after-show.
Simultaneously sunny-and-gothy L.A. surf-rockers Dum Dum Girls play riffy, colorful rock behind the vocals of lead singer Dee Dee on their latest Sub Pop release, Too True. Mary Timony's awesome new Ex Hex opens the Pitchfork after-party (bonus, as they're not on the festival bill) along with the ripping Speedy Ortiz.
Tyler The Creator may have the Twitter followers and the online column inches, but the thinking person's favourite member of L.A. skate-rap collective Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All is Thebe Neruda Kgositsile, a.k.a. Earl Sweatshirt. He's in Chicago for Pitchfork Fest and to bust out tracks from his excellent debut album, Doris, in his fluent, dark and downbeat style. Rising local rapper Mick Jenkins opens.
Canadian electronic adventurers Majical Cloudz perform their stark and stately pop songs after Pitchfork. Their recent debut album made a strong case for Majical Cloudz main man Devon Welsh's being one of the finest singer-songwriters of the thriving Canadian electronic underground. On Sunday, they join forces with Florida art rockers Hundred Waters, who have made one of our albums of the year, the Alt-J-meets-Björk-y The Moon Rang Like a Bell.