Ever since Chicagoist was little, we’ve been dreaming up names for the totally awesome band we would eventually form. Back in college, we even went so far as to figure out the titles of our fictional band’s first three albums. So we always assumed all bands put that kind of thought into its name, thereby communicating its heart and soul in just a few words.
Banana-Fanna-Fo-Fargot
St. James Pays Us A Visit
This morning, we've been running around the Chicagoist offices like mad, trying to get the place tidy. Like lots of other people this time of year, we've got family in town. Specifically, our sister (site) Austinist and a band they've been raving about called St. James. While little sisters aren’t always known for having great taste in music, this is the exception.
Donovan Says There Is Indeed A Mountain
Call it a case of Joni Mitchell’s Disease. Imagine you’re a folkie singer-songwriter from the 60s. In your genre, Bob Dylan is the standard-bearer and is the first name spoken when discussing those who’ve left their mark on it. But you’ve made great contributions too and can hear the influence of your work even today. After 30 years of waiting to be recognized and lauded for your contributions, what do you do? You do it...

