Friday Afternoon Diversion
First person Jim here. Let's see. My Lollapalooza weekend was preceded by Paul McCartney and ended with an epic rainstorm while the Foo Fighters played. Even for a guy like me, that has seen puh-lenty, it was a pretty epic week. So let's revisit the latter bookend and marvel at how four songs in Dave Grohl not only doesn't let a huge fucking rainstorm (which, by the way, literally had me and a bunch of other photographers cowering under the stage while we avoided mini-waterfalls pouring through the seams above) get him down, he fucking ATTACKS.
May your weekend be this triumphant.
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