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Riot Fest, 2019 September 13, 14, 15,

This is a summary of my three days at Riot Fest this year. For day-by-day blogs, see my previous posts.

Days and Hours – This was my 7th consecutive Riot Fest and the 6th consecutive one that I attended all three days. This year, I completely maxed out my time at the festival, arriving each before or at the time that the first band went on and leaving after the last band. 30 hours of music in three days. Including golf and a White Sox game on the Thursday before Riot Fest and playing in my racquetball league the day after, I don’t think my legs, knees and feet have ever been so over-used and abused. But it was all well worth it.

Scheduling/Bands I Did Not See – My day-by-day write-up of the bands I saw are on the three previous posts. Scheduling will never work out as well as I would like it to. (The Riot Fest web site always says something to the effect of, “Sorry we didn’t schedule the exact bands you wanted to see in the exact order that you wanted to see them.”) I thought the line up was terrific this year. I always think about bands I’d like to see before the line-up comes out. Once the line-up is released, I focus on the bands that will be there and I always discover a lot of great music. There were a few bands that I wanted to see this year but missed due to time conflicts with other bands, including: Cleopatrick, Avail, PVRIS, Hot Snakes, Turnover, The Beaches, American Football, Bob Mould, Descendants and Skating Polly. I have previously seen the last three on the list but I have never seen the others. Hopefully I’ll have a chance to see them all some other time.

Quotes - I heard so many hilarious quotes this year from band members and people in the crowd. Unlike previous years, I was rather lazy and did not jot down too many of them, but these two stuck in my head:

· Less Than Jake: “California is too cool for us. Chicago is too trashy for us and I mean that in the most endearing way.”

· I Don’t Know How But They Found Me, the bass guitar and drums duo, commenting on why they don’t have more musicians in their band: “Why should we pay a guitar player for two extra strings?”

Weather – It was another fine mid-September weekend for Riot Fest.

· Friday – it rained heavily during the night. But the ground absorbed most of the moisture and a strong breeze helped dry out the grounds by the time things got underway. There were several small areas of mud and puddles, but it was minimal and wood chips were laid down in the wet, high traffic areas so mud was never an issue. It was warm, but the continuous breeze was refreshing.

· Saturday – This day was perfect. Blue skies, warm but not too hot and a bit of a breeze.

· Sunday – Rain in the early morning again created some wet muddy areas, but like Friday, it was minimal. The air was more humid, but the breeze was strong and sun came out as the day went on. Late in the day, it clouded up and was just spitting a bit of rain, but only for maybe 15 minutes.

Lighting – Riot Fest at night has often been very dark, to the point where it can be very difficult to see where you are walking. People would often use their cell phone flashlights to find their way. This year was different for a couple of reasons. The main reason was the full moon. It shone so brightly that at one point, I thought it was still dusk maybe an hour after the sun had set. Even with the cloud cover on Sunday, it still created enough light to easily see all the surroundings. The other reason was that in general, there was more electric lighting than I had even seen around the grounds. That was mainly due to the increased number of bars. In addition, there were I think eight spotlights shining up in the sky and doing a sort of synchronized light show by crossing beams and creating angles. I was laying on my back for a bit during Patti Smith’s set and I became mesmerized by the spotlights.

Beer – There were more bars than ever at this Riot Fest so I never had to go far for beer. Even the small Rebel stage had a bar next to it this year. And there were folks pulling around wagons filled with cold canned beer for sale as well as some portable beer carts scattered around here and there. As with past years, only the centrally located All Rise Brewery bar had draft beers and I did drink my share of Wonder Beer from that bar. The other bars had canned beer, but that is much improved from earlier Riot Fests when they served pedestrian canned beers such as Heineken that were not always very cold. Now they serve craft beers such as Next Coast and the wonderful Riot Fest Sucks Pale Ale from Goose Island. My wife and I really enjoyed that beer, but unfortunately, toward the end of the first day, they ran out and that was it for the weekend for that specialty beer. The cool thing was that you could peel off the label and there was a label underneath that had the three-day schedule. I’m glad I thought to save a couple of labels before they ran out. Hopefully they will have it again next year with enough inventory to sustain all of us thirsty pale ale lovers. (Of course, I also supplemented my beer drinking with the Jack Daniels that I smuggled in every day.)

Transportation – For my first six years of Riot Fest, I took the L train the festival. While I always considered it part of the experience as my excitement would build along the way, it was at times a painfully slow way to get there and an even slower way to get home. Each night, it was brutal trying to get onto the Pink Line with the throngs of festival goers, and then I’d have to take the long ride on the Blue Line after that. Unless I got lucky, the wait for the trains was long because the CTA does not add additional service to accommodate Riot Fest. This year, I wanted to make it more pleasant for my wife who was attending two of the three days, so we drove. We were there early each day, so parking was easy. It was also quick and easy driving away from the park area and once I was on the Eisenhower Expressway, it was a short ride home. Since I was going by myself on the Day 3, my original plan was to take the L that day. However, I got spoiled driving the first two days and I could not deal with the thought of taking the train, so I drove again. My son was there on Sunday so we both benefited by having the car for the ride home. I did kind of miss my usual walk up California Avenue when arriving via the Pink Like and my return walk down Kedzie Avenue while heading back to the Pink Line. However, the daily parking location allowed us to walk through the north section of the park each day. With the lagoon, stone bridge, high school and stately field house, it was very nice to experience the beauty of Douglas Park every day of the weekend.

Event – Riot Fest has always been a mostly well-run festival. Of course, every year is a learning experience and the next year always has some improvements over previous years. This year, the availability of beer was the best ever (as noted above). I don’t spend a lot of time on food, preferring to eat just once a day for fuel only. So the pulled pork/mac and cheese combo at Reggies has the protein and carbs I needed. They did run out of mac and cheese the first day when I went to eat so I had a burger. Nothing special. I don’t spend any time at the merchandise area, but their seemed to be a lot of interesting things if you are into shopping. My wife did buy a Riot Fest drawstring bag after the one she was using developed a rip. Rest rooms (port-o-potties) were ample. I never waited more than a couple of minutes. They could use another water station. I say that every year and they still only have one. I suppose they want you to buy beer, and while your at it, water from the vendors. Riot Fest, I can guarantee you, even with more access to free water, I will still drink as much beer as I always do! The shows all went off on time and without a hitch. The grounds were in good shape and the park absorbed most of the rain. Trash was picked up regularly. Assistants walked around unobtrusively to be sure everyone was OK. The folks at the gates were friendly. The police were cool and as always, the Riot Fest fans were very cool. I saw no trouble at all in my 30 hours at the festival. Thanks to the vendors, the maintenance crews and the fans who pick up cigarette butts in exchange for free admission, for all their hard work. Thanks also to security for intercepting all the crowd surfing punks by the stage. That has to be a tough job. Thanks also to the Mt. Sanai Hospital and St. Anthony hospital as well as the South Lawndale and Little Village neighbors for putting up the invasion of Punk Rockers for three days every year.

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Here’s How to Get Spooky For Halloween

That’s right, folks! It’s officially Halloweek, and if you’re looking for festive cocktails, menus, parties and more, then you’ve come to the right place. Check out our list of the Halloween activities happening this week.

Watch The Horror Classics at Logan Theater

Logan Theater (2646 N. Milwaukee Ave.) is hosting its seventh annual Horror Movie Madness series throughout October, including classics like “The Shining” today at 8 p.m., “Nosferatu” and “Halloween.” The whole family is invited to Logan Theater’s FREE Halloween Family Matinee double feature today at 2 p.m. This year’s matinee will feature the 1979 animation of “Casper Saves Halloween” and the 1966 classic “It’s The Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown.”

The Logan Theatre will host a free Halloween double feature today at 2 p.m.

Oct. 28: Join in For the 15th Annual Logan Square Halloween Parade

Check out the annual Halloween parade starting at the Centennial monument happening today at 5 p.m. This year, the parade route runs down Kedzie to Fullerton and loops back to the monument. Kids in costume will be treated to warm apple cider and cookies courtesy of Lula Cafe. Parade participants are expected to gather at 5:00 p.m.

Oct. 29: Merchant Dresses As Your Favorite Tarantino Films

Photo courtesy of C|Louise Public Relations.

Now through Halloween, Merchant (3137 W. Logan Ave.) is transforming into a different Quentin Tarantino classic each night of the week. This includes a “Jackie Brown” funky brunch based on the 70’s-esque film from 10:00 a.m. – 3:00 p.m. happening now. On Halloween night, expect the restaurant to be decked out as a “Natural Born Killers” themed spot, with tarot card readings and drink specials.

Nov. 1: Celebrate Dia De Los Muertos With the Whole Family

Celebrate the lives of loved ones who have passed at CLEO event’s second annual Dia De Los Muertos party at The Joinery (2533 W. Homer St.) from 6 to 9 p.m. Festivities will include a DJ, local food, drinks, games and movies. This event is family-friendly and it’s FREE with registration! The first 100 kids to arrive will receive a free goodie bag.

Oct. 30: Test Your Potter Knowledge at Park and Field

Show off your knowledge that separates you from the mere muggles of the world. Park and Field (3509 W. Fullerton Ave.) will host a full trivia night dedicated to the magical world of Harry Potter. Trivia starts at 8 p.m. and don’t forget to arrive in your best Hagrid costume (or whoever is your spirit character).

Oct. 31: Show Off Your Spooky Knowledge of Horror Movies at Navigator Taproom

Navigator Taproom (2211 N. Milwaukee Ave.) will be summoning all horror aficionados for a horror movie trivia night on Halloween. Navigator will award prizes to winning teams, and to winning costumes.

Oct. 31: Halloween Show with Ziggy Stardust, Hearts and Wands, PR Newman at D.C. Torium

DIY venue D.C. Torium (3026 W. Armitage Ave.) is hosting more shows this year and will have a Halloween event with Hearts and Wands, PR Newman and the rise and fall of Ziggy Stardust. It’s a big dance party with a $5 suggestion donation and BYOB.

Oct. 31: Hallow’s Ween HELLTRAP NIGHTMARE Comedy Show with Mister Wallace

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Source: https://logansquarist.com/2018/10/27/heres-how-to-get-spooky-for-halloween/

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Here’s How to Get Spooky For Halloween

Watch The Horror Classics at Logan Theater

The Logan Theatre will host a free Halloween double feature today at 2 p.m.

Oct. 28: Join in For the 15th Annual Logan Square Halloween Parade

Oct. 29: Merchant Dresses As Your Favorite Tarantino Films

Photo courtesy of C|Louise Public Relations.

Nov. 1: Celebrate Dia De Los Muertos With the Whole Family

Oct. 30: Test Your Potter Knowledge at Park and Field

Oct. 31: Show Off Your Spooky Knowledge of Horror Movies at Navigator Taproom

Oct. 31: Halloween Show with Ziggy Stardust, Hearts and Wands, PR Newman at D.C. Torium

Oct. 31: Hallow’s Ween HELLTRAP NIGHTMARE Comedy Show with Mister Wallace

The Hideout is decked in decor for Halloween and will be even spookier for the comedy show night. Here, GIRL K performed Oct. 12. Photo: Ariel Parrella-Aureli

Source: https://logansquarist.com/2018/10/27/heres-how-to-get-spooky-for-halloween/

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poundjute2-blog · 6 years ago

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Here’s How to Get Spooky For Halloween

Watch The Horror Classics at Logan Theater

The Logan Theatre will host a free Halloween double feature today at 2 p.m.

Oct. 28: Join in For the 15th Annual Logan Square Halloween Parade

Oct. 29: Merchant Dresses As Your Favorite Tarantino Films

Photo courtesy of C|Louise Public Relations.

Nov. 1: Celebrate Dia De Los Muertos With the Whole Family

Oct. 30: Test Your Potter Knowledge at Park and Field

Oct. 31: Show Off Your Spooky Knowledge of Horror Movies at Navigator Taproom

Oct. 31: Halloween Show with Ziggy Stardust, Hearts and Wands, PR Newman at D.C. Torium

Oct. 31: Hallow’s Ween HELLTRAP NIGHTMARE Comedy Show with Mister Wallace

The Hideout is decked in decor for Halloween and will be even spookier for the comedy show night. Here, GIRL K performed Oct. 12. Photo: Ariel Parrella-Aureli

Source: https://logansquarist.com/2018/10/27/heres-how-to-get-spooky-for-halloween/

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Pulaski at Night | Summer

Setting: Chicago, Future Pairing: Namjoon x Reader Rating: T, references to sex Word Count: 2.7k Description: You’ve lived in Chicago for years. You’re used to the rhythm of the city and find comfort in your neighborhood. You meet him at the first farmer’s market of the season. The harvest is very promising this year.

You met for the first time in May. It was the first farmer’s market of the season, which meant fresh cut flowers and idling on the lawn aside cheesemongers and farmers with friends while eating crepes from the handsome crepe men and sharing LaCroix with your friends. The market’s opening day had been on your calendar for months.

You met your friends on the corner of Kedzie and Milwaukee just south of the El station and walked over together, knowing you were bound to be separated in the throng of strollers and tote bags and frazzled pups on short leashes. You were right to plan ahead, the Logan Square Farmer’s Market was packed.

It was refreshing to see so many of your presumed neighbors gathered in one space. Chicago winters were long and at times it felt more like you were living on the set of a weird apocalyptic film set than a neighborhood full of hipster parents and art students and weirdos and yuppies. You were grateful that the farmer’s market was such a uniting force.

Your friends had set up a blanket on the thoroughfare just away from the crowds and were taking turns going to grab snacks and shop. You'd just returned from the Raddler’s stand, bratwurst and sauerkraut in hand. You were leaning over to grab a pamplemousse LaCroix when you were bum rushed by the small white dog. The dog was planted squarely in your lap and scarfing down your sausage and you sat wide-eyed, straight flabbergasted, until you came to your sense and pulled the cardboard holder out of the pup’s reach. Feet appeared in front of you and then hands scrambling for a lead. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.” Large tan hands pulled the dog from your lap and your eyes worked their way up the stranger’s arm--elbow, swell of a bicep, broad shoulders--until your eyes met. Sunglasses slipped down his nose and his eyes were a deep brown. His features were soft and sharp at the same time, definitely handsome. “Sorry, he got loose when I was talking to those ethically sourced salmon people.” He gestured back to the market crowds and seemed more flustered than you despite the fact that you were the one that had been ambushed in the first place.

“No worries.” you smiled, which seemed to calm him down. “What's his name?” you asked, stroking the top of the dog’s head. The pup sniffed at your sausage-occupied hand, which you still held high and out of reach.

“Rap Monster,” He answered and crouched down to pat the dog’s side, “but I just call him Moni. He’s kind of a bastard.”

“Rap Monster.” you let the name sit on your tongue as you looked at the dog. “Seriously?” Your eyes flicked back to the main in front of you, “Does he have mad canine rhymes or a SoundCloud or something? I’d love to check out his mixtape.”

The man laughed and it was full bodied and rumbly. You noticed his dimples. Wow, handsome dog man was super handsome.

“The name is a long story. He's an old fella now and not very well behaved. Can I get you a new one of those?” he nodded in the direction of the savaged brat.

“Oh, you don't have to. It was an accident.”

“No, I insist. Really. You were just minding your business when he came running.” he pressed.

You laughed and stood. “Well, sure then. Thanks.” You introduced yourself and offered your hand to shake. “It's nice to meet you, I'm Namjoon.” he replied in turn.

“So you have an interesting name, too.” You tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.

He smiled and wound the leash around his hand a few times as you made your way back into the crowds of the market. “I'm Korean. You can call me Joon. Most of my friends here do.”

“Like Korean Korean? From Korea Korean?” you asked and he gave you a puzzled look, “I just don’t want to say something stupid.” God forbid you say something ignorant in front of this guy who was not only ridiculously handsome, but considerate and a good dog parent.

“Yeah, I’m from Korea. Not Korean-American. Just Korean.” he clarified with a grin.

“Sorry to ask. You speak English like it’s your first language. Did you grow up in the states?”

He shook his head, “No, I was just blessed as a kid with a very insistent and wise mother who bombarded me with American TV.” You dodged a stroller and fell in step behind him and he turned to look at you, “So do you live in Logan?”

You nodded, “I'm a few blocks east and north of here. Kinda near Sacramento and Diversey.”

“Oh around Fat Rice then?”

“Mmhm. Almost too close. Have you been there? Their egg tarts are the best thing I’ve put in my body in the last two years.”

He laughed at that and tried to steer Rap Monster away from a gaggle of children with sticky fingers listening to folk music. “I forgot how crowded it gets here.”

“Probably extra busy since it's the first day back.” you added. You snaked your way through the crowd before ending up back in the Raddler’s queue. A few women stopped you to pet Rap Monster. “Quite a chick magnet you have there.” You teased.

He laughed at this, “My friend Jackson said the same thing right before he adopted this poodle mix from the shelter.” He shook his head, “I mean, Rap Monster just likes food. I don’t even think he likes me that much.”

“Nah, I’m sure he’s got loads of love for you.” you smiled at the squirming ball of fur at your feet.

“Trust me, he’s all looks no love. I’m the total opposite.” He wasn’t sure why he felt so comfortable around you. Maybe it was the way you maneuvered easily through the crowds or the line of your shoulders or the fondness you had for his dumb, seriously dumb, dog.

Your attention had been pulled by the man working behind the register and you missed his response. “Sorry what was that?” you turned to ask.

“Oh, nothing important.”

You ordered and he pulled a “I’ll have the same.” which inexplicably made your stomach flip. Before you could process your feelings, he finished paying and handed you your food.

“Thanks for this.” you gestured with your sausage hand and now that the obligated transaction was complete you found yourself scrambling for an excuse to spend just a bit more time with him. It seemed like he hadn’t noticed the lull in conversation as he looked down at Moni and his legs tangled in the dog’s lead. “Hey, do you want to sit and eat with me and my friends? It might be easier than trying to get around with the little dude.”

“Uh, yeah, that would be great.” He hadn’t planned on eating at the market. It was more of a curious look around than a shopping trip, but what could it hurt to sit and eat with a cute girl. Plus, Rap Monster was probably going to take out his ankles if he lingered in the market crowds much longer. “I mean if you don’t mind, of course.”

“Not at all.” There was something musical about your voice. Not quite sing song, just something gently lilting and comforting.

You navigated out to the street where it was easier to walk and made your way back to the blankets. You introduced Namjoon to Meghan and Emily and Emily’s boyfriend, Andrew. They'd found tacos and plants and iced coffee. You cracked open a La Croix and offered one to Namjoon as well.

Andrew was completely smitten with Rap Monster. “I have a dog named Hey Man. He's a complete terror. I think they’d be friends.”

Namjoon grinned, “We should set up a dog date. It’ll either be adorable or completely terrifying.”

“Yeah, dude.” Andrew agreed and they swapped numbers as Emily tried to take selfies with Rap Monster. It was that easy. Namjoon was seemed relaxed among your friends, much calmer than the frazzled man who had stood before you forty-five minutes ago. You stretched your arms and felt the sun in your hair as you watched Rap Monster wandered your picnic blanket in search of crumbs. When he found nothing, the dog settled back in your lap.

“I have never seen him warm up to someone so quickly.” Namjoon observed.

“We’re brothers in cased meats.” you joked and stroked the dog’s ears.

Soon the food was gone. Meghan and Emily were talking about going up to Oak Street Beach to look at the water, which Namjoon took this as a cue to leave, “I should probably get going. It was really nice to meet you and I’m still super sorry Rap Monster was so bad earlier.”

You stood and walked with him for a few feet. “It’s no problem. He’s too cute not to forgive.” You bit your lip and looked at him, “It was super good meeting you, too. Will I see you here next week?”

“I’m out of town for work, but we should definitely hang out when I'm back.” He said it so casually but your stomach somersaulted. He handed his phone to you. “I'll call you when I'm in town and we'll do something, yeah? Preferably not with this little demon.”

You laughed, “Ah, no! He can totally come. I’d hate for him to be left out.” You typed in your number and returned his phone. “But in all seriousness, that sounds really nice.”

He waves goodbye to your friends and gave you a smile as he faded into the crowd. You returned to the blanket. “He’s cute.” Meghan proclaimed and pounced on your shoulders. “Who knew your dumb love of sausage would actually pay off one day. Wow.”

“Lay off, dude. There was like no flirting anyway.” You insisted.

“Bullshit, I can confirm flirting.” Andrew argued from across the blanket. “Eyes only on you. Definitely interested.”

You rolled your eyes. “So you're gonna hang out?” Meghan persisted.

“Yeah, we're gonna hang out.”

“That's promising.” she smiled suggestively as she elbowed you in the ribs. “It would be good for you to see someone. It’s been a minute.”

You covered your face in your hands, “It’s been many minutes.” You lingered on the blanket in the sun. Your friends chatted about work, about someone’s new baby, about that new show on Netflix...and eventually they packed up to head to the beach and you said your goodbyes and pushed your way back into the market to snag some fresh greens.

Namjoon texted you that night.

[9:56 pm] Hi. It's the Korean Korean Namjoon/Joon from the market earlier [9:59 pm] Hi! [9:59 pm] How was the beach? [10:00] Didn’t end up going. Had some work I had to catch up on. 🙃 [10:01] Bummer [10:04] Did Rap Monster plunder any more human food? [10:06] Haha no [10:06] He must just really like me [10:07] Yeah he told me so when we got home

You texted him on and off for the next week. He sent you a picture of the ocean, recommended an album, asked what you were up to... It was nice to have someone checking up on you. After a week away he was finally headed back to the Chicago and you made plans to go for drinks. You were nervous and berated yourself for it. He was just a dude that you met at the farmer’s market. He was just a really handsome, nice, dude with a really cute dog who seemed to be into you. The thought of it made your palms sweat. You suggested Lost Lake and he agreed.

It was one of the best first dates you ever had. When his drink arrived in a brightly colored ceramic bird dressed with fresh flowers and umbrellas, his eyes went wide and he mumbled something to himself in Korean. When he caught your bemused smile he gave you a bashful shrug, “Sorry, it’s just really, really cute.” He was wholeheartedly endearing.

You learned that he worked in the music industry and that he was trying to open a studio, or something like that, in Chicago. You asked about his favorite musicians. He asked what styles of music you liked and, when it was clear that you had genres in common, he visibly relaxed. You found out you both like Murakami novels and noodles and the aesthetic of Wes Anderson films. You asked about his family and he asked about yours. You promised to take him to Joong-Boo Market because he hadn’t been. You felt silly for wanting to take a Korean person to a Korean-American market, but he sounded homesick when he talked about his parents and you thought it may be of a comfort to at least be around other people speaking your first language.

A couple hours and a few drinks later, you were sure you liked him. He was clever and interesting and made weird jokes. His smiles were easy to win and his eyes were curious and kind. You couldn’t put your finger on it exactly, but you were sure you wanted to see him again.

He insisted on walking you home. The air was warm and humid and the skirt of your dress fluttered around your legs in the breeze. You didn’t think twice about leaning up to give him a chaste kiss on the cheeks when it was time to say good night. He bit his bottom lip and could swear he was blushing as you made plans to see each other again.

His schedule was all over the place and he was out of town a lot, but it didn’t really matter. Your life was full. You had your volunteering and your friends and your work. Joon was the cherry on top of a life you’d worked hard to build. Even when he was away he was quick to respond to texts and he sent you pictures of little things he noticed. Despite the distance, you never truly felt disconnected from him. Plus the time that you did spend together more than made up for any inconvenience of his frequent flights to L.A. and New York.

When you were together he was easy smiles and over excited outbursts and cuddles on the couch. You spent the bulk of your days together lounging around his apartment half undressed watching Chef’s Table and playing with each other’s fingers and ordering take out. Some nights you cooked dinner in his kitchen, which was way nicer than it should have been given how poor a cook he was, and others he took you along to the small performances he said he had to go to for work. Sometimes he seemed annoyed to be pulled into work in the evenings and weekends and on days when he hadn’t seen you in what felt like months, but you didn’t mind. You were happy to spend time with him and you liked to see him bop around the room talking to the performers and sound engineers. When he caught your eyes following him one night, he shot you a wink and you were pretty sure your heart stopped. You were deep in your feelings to begin with and his competence and confidence near a stage was undeniably sexy.

On those concert nights, you’d come home with him more often than not. His kisses were sweet until they weren’t. The sex varied, which you liked, and he communicated well about what worked and what didn’t. You swung between sweet nose kisses and giggles and rosy lightness and something more base and desperate.

Some of your favorite moments with him were the times you basked in the afterglow, limbs intertwined, talking about nothing and everything until you literally could not keep your eyes open. Of course there were nights when he came fast and hard and passed out next to you, but the way he made you come and stroked your hair and looked at you like you were the most vast and beautiful thing he’d ever seen easily made up for the occasional selfish transgression.

The heat of the summer suited your relationship. You simmered away quietly in your own bubble. A chance meeting had turned into something more serious. You couldn’t admit to him that you loved him yet. It felt too soon although you were pretty sure he felt the same way.

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REVIEW: Village Discount Outlet (Kimball & Lawrence)

Catch VD* ★ ★ *Village Discount

A supremely claustrophobic and grimy location, the Village Discount Outlet on Lawrence succeeds as a sociological study along the lines of the Stanford Prison Experiment, but largely fails to provide merchandise to consumers that is pleasant to wear. There are flakes of gold on the bottom of this ol’ riverbed, but boy, you’ve gotta sift to find it.

Ahead: Noam Chomsky, bread machines, and avoiding getting stabbed in the sweater aisle -->

MAJOR STRENGTHS:

My brother claims he finds good pants here. Frankly I’ve seen his pants and they aren’t that great. Every time I’ve ever taken a shirt off the rack to see if I like it, it’s been a size XL. So if you’re a womens’ XL and you fucking love denim shirts plastered with appliques, congratulations. Finally, there are never less than five bread machines in the appliances section. Do they work? I don’t know. Buy all five and you’re bound to get lucky.

Eye Spy: Bread Machine edition

MAJOR WEAKNESSES:

In a recent article in the New York Times, Alexandra Lange expounded on an aspect of design that has long fascinated creative people: collaborative architecture. Lange touches on MIT’s legendary Building 20, an unassuming, temporary structure for faculty offices and labs that became the home of some of the most important scientific thought of the mid-20th century. Technically, it was poorly designed. Bathrooms were located at the end of circuitous hallways, offices and floors were confusingly and inconsistently labelled, walls were thin, floors were squeaky. But serendipitously, by forcing people to meet in the hallways as they tried to get from place to place, and by lending itself to creative modification, it became a hotbed of collaborative thought. Noam Chomsky worked on his most important theories in Building 20. Morris Halle invented the field of linguistics in Building 20. Modern nuclear physics were developed in Building 20.

How does this relate to the Village Discount on Lawrence?

While Building 20 accidentally fostered collaboration, this particular Village Discount accidentally fosters conflict. Through its shitty, shitty design.

You enter through a weird vestibule and have to walk deep into the store before you can actually turn into an aisle of clothing. You are effectively consumed by the store. All the aisles look like this:

Does this aisle look just wide enough to fit two carts? Psych. It fits exactly 1.8 carts widthwise, so you have to weirdly shimmy past another person and shove your body and cart up against the clothes to get by, enthwarping yourself in a smelly, soft cave of XL Mossimo flannel.

The aisles are also weirdly long and seem to never end. This store ranks #1 for thrift stores where I’ve encountered moms and teenage daughters arguing about tube tops. Another time, a guy came in and made a verbal bomb threat while I was checking out (”I should bomb this place,” he said). The cashier rolled her eyes and continued to bag my sweaters and nobody did anything.

When I went back to this store one more time to make sure it was truly as awful as I remembered, one of the cashiers was loudly talking about her co-worker, an “old Indian man” named “Archeerio” (I highly doubt this was actually his name) to another cashier.

“Could you talk to me for him?” she said. “Do you speak his language?”

“I think he speaks English,” said the other cashier.

“But could you talk to him in his language for me?”

Good god.

Let me qualify, this building is surrounded on all sides by pleasant locations that are a credit to the neighborhood. Albank! Several taquerias of excellent repute! The very nice Cafe Chien! But for some reason, it’s just a smouldering pit of the very worst that humanity has to offer.

CLEANLINESS:

This is the shoe aisle of VDO Lawrence on a good day.

“The Lone Ugg”, 2017

“Shattered Dreams,” 2017

QUALITY:

Maybe the VDO on Kedzie gets all the good donations or something, because most of the merchandise here is uniformly of poor quality. Even a trip to the dumb white tag section (”better” clothes) yielded mostly Forever 21 and some overpriced bullshit.

I don’t care if “CHAPS” made it, I will never in my life purchase something from a VDO for $48. Also, I checked the tag: it’s faux. PRICING: The typical VDO $2 to $10, with the typical VDO inconsistency in pricing scheme. There will be Banana Republic linen button-ups (not in your size, of course) priced at $3 and Forever 21 t-shirts priced at $5. None of it will make any sense.

WILDCARD FACTOR: The wildcard factor at this store is that people might try to fight each other in the parking lot. Exciting!

I have heard that good things can be found here (from someone who is my kindest and most forgiving friend, to be fair). Personally I have rarely experienced this, but I believe that at any thrift store there are good things to be found if you’re patient.

SALES & SPECIAL BARGAINS: The usual VDO rules apply: all items have coloured tags, and 2 to 3 colours are at 1/2 price every day. The store publicizes its’ holiday 1/2 price sales pretty well and they happen at least once a month, so keep your ear to the ground, but not literally the ground of this store because you’ll get an ear infection and probably a family of spiders living in there.

MY BEST FINDS:

I think I got my favorite sizeless Bass penny loafers at this store:

I do love them dearly, so that’s something good to be said .

And back in the day I owned a pair of black/grey zip-legged skinny jeans from Avril Lavigne’s clothing line (ABBEY DAWN!) that came from VDO Lawrence.

Honestly, part of me fears that I’ve found the worst thrift store in Chicago and rated it too high. At this point someone would have to stab me in the sweater aisle of a thrift store for me to have a one-star experience (stabbed in a thrift store is also 100% probably the way I’ll die).

But I’m sure there’s some nasty treasure trove of horrors lurking somewhere, in, like, Chatham, just waiting for me to hate it.

#two stars #village discount outlet #building 20 #penny loafers #bass #abbey dawn #avril lavigne

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