Pitchfork Festival has been a must on my list for a while. The bands are more obscure the crowd is more…hmm…what’s the polite word… selective? Asides from the rain that had us temporarily stranded in the streets, the fest was a success. I ate a vegan corn dog and had a variety of hard ciders and I laughed when people thought it was hot outside. Chicago is full of wimps, just kidding, I couldn’t’ do winter here so we’ll call it even.
FPSF is so crazy because it is in Houston in the middle of summer. This year we were struck with a pretty powerful storm and we all had to evacuate. We all sat in the parking garage until we were cleared to go back in. I was lucky enough to get the “Fancy Pants” tickets and they were worth it because air conditioning is ALWAYS worth it in Houston.