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Pitchfork Music Festival Mon Apr 07 2014

Miss Your Chance for P4K Fest Three-Day Passes? Have No Fear, Gapers Block is Here!

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Ptichfork Music Festival 2013 (Photo by Joshua Mellin)

As you may have seen, three-day passes to this summer's Pitchfork Music Festival are now sold out. But fear not, Grimes fans! Luckily for you, Gapers Block has a few passes available to what many of us here consider to be one of the best all-around festival experiences you can find.

Similar to our Pitchfork giveaways of years past, we're asking readers to leave a comment below this article with a few of their favorite memories from festivals of previous Pitchfork fests (or, if you've yet to see the Union Park festival in all its midsummer glory, give us a memory or personal story about one of this year's artists.) A winner will be chosen from among the comments section of this article — but you must comment by Tuesday morning at 11am. Good luck!

[Update: We've picked our winner! Congrats to Joy, who posted at 3:18pm Monday afternoon, and whose love for truly old-school lovelorn CD-R mixtapes and Beck softened our hearts. Joy, please email us your full name and mailing address at so we can get you your 3-day pass! Congrats and thanks for everyone for the great comments!]

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Michelle Mann / April 7, 2014 2:57 PM

I love that P4K can have huge crazy spectacles (Bjork reporting the weather and R Kelly's balloon dove release are big memories from last year) but that I also discover lots of new artists when my friends shriek their previously-unknown-to-me name in excitement. Can't really afford a ticket this year, but would LOVE to go again!

Catherine Carrigan / April 7, 2014 3:00 PM

I've got a million of 'em, but watching Jens Lekman take photos with every single person who stopped him (which was every single person who saw him) back in '06 definitely stands out.

Zach LaBomascus / April 7, 2014 3:04 PM

using multiple visits to Pitchfork to supply photos for now-defunct photoblog of people dressing in a completely ridiculous manner. and my favorite memory of P-Fork: watching Tim from Les Savy Fav give massages to random, multiple festival goers in the audience between sets. what a guy

John Khuu / April 7, 2014 3:07 PM

My most memorable moment was last year P4K 2013 when a friend and I came early to the festival, dropped our names to the Rdio tent for VIP passes, got a call randomly, and WON! Made the festival more memorable with my friends to share the experiences with. Oh and then I ate a lot of hot dogs.

Cortney Kern / April 7, 2014 3:12 PM

This was my first ever Pitchfork, and I'd like to think it won't be my last. It's one of very few affordable music festivals that I know of, and in general, I think they do a great job of providing a kick-ass three-day lineup, though this year's acts didn't really blow me away, and for the most part, I found myself kind of more interested in people-watching than performance-watching.

Richard Sharp / April 7, 2014 3:15 PM

In the middle of the Belle and Sebastian set at last year's Pitchfork, as the rain started pouring down hard, and the crowd rushed the stage to dance with the band during an ecstatic all-out jam version of "Boy With the Arab Strap," I proposed to the love of my life, and (after a lot of tears and laughter) she said yes. You could tell me something better has happened at Pitchfork ever, but I'd call you a liar. We were married this past November, and my hope is that our life together is regularly as full of unbridled joy as that precise moment. Here's to the same for all of you! Thanks Pitchfork!

Joy / April 7, 2014 3:18 PM

I've never been able to afford tickets to Pitchfork, but I have a lot of memories from listening to most of the lineup this year. In particular, was when my boyfriend and I had just started dating after having been friends for a while and he gave me a mix cd. A few days later he casually mentioned that the first song on mix CDs he makes are meant to communicate something with the receiver. I excitedly went back to check the first song, which was Think I'm in Love by Beck. Beck holds a lot of sentimental value to me, and seeing him and all of the other amazing artists would be exhilarating.

Kelly Grove / April 7, 2014 3:19 PM

MIA brought the HEAT last year, and that's saying a lot, because last year was great.
But overall, my fave memory is winning a pair of Sauconys in a shuffleboard game against this kid and his mom. I'd feel bad for the tyke, but I'd never played the game, so all was even!

Jessica / April 7, 2014 3:25 PM

I have fond memories of watching Sonic Youth play Daydream Nation and Slint playing Spiderland. Last year's Swans and Savages shows also stood out from the crowd. That said, I love Pitchfork for discovering new artists. I'm glad to have discovered both Parquet Courts and METZ through the festival recently. I can't really afford tickets this year due to it apparently being 'the year of receiving wedding invitations', but really would love to go again.

Nina / April 7, 2014 3:32 PM

My favorite moment was when R. Kelly played his "Flashing Lights" remix last year. It got local radio play in 2008 and is hands down the best R. Kelly remix, but is relatively unknown. I never thought I'd hear it out and about, let alone live. My highlight of the festival season! Also, shout out to the amazing and eclectic vendors that they have there. I got birch bark earrings last year!

Casey / April 7, 2014 3:33 PM

Chilling in the dusty sun and listening to Dismemberment Plan B-)

Dee Dee / April 7, 2014 3:37 PM

My favorite memory was seeing R. Kelly close out the festival last year. He sang all of his hits and gave us an extra special show since he was home. Dancing with strangers in the crowd and singing every single word--I'll never forget it. I heart Pitchfork!

Jason Staples / April 7, 2014 3:54 PM

Pitchfork 2012 was one of the best things that has ever happened to me! I picked up the Grimes "Phone Sex" record and saw so many great sets.

David / April 7, 2014 4:04 PM

One of my favorite music memories not just of Pitchfork but of all time was seeing Grimes headline, especially since I'd just seen her at Empty Bottle a few months prior!!

She killed it both times but I felt really proud of her up there on the big stage!!!

Charles Deji / April 7, 2014 4:07 PM

2010 Pitchfork was the best year I've ever been to! Packed with memories.... It was the last year of LCD SOUNDSYSTEM and it was epic. Everyone was dancing, singing, and enjoying some of the best music heard that Saturday night. OMG it was one of the best sets/shows I've ever witnessed! I will never forget that!! Would be so grateful to see Beck this year.

Maggie Jarr / April 7, 2014 4:10 PM

Opening night at P4K 2007, three acts performed their best albums from start to finish: Slint doing its 1991 “Spiderland,” the rapper Genuis/GZA of the Wu-Tang Clan doing his 1995 “Liquid Swords,” and Sonic Youth doing its 1988 “Daydream Nation.” What a show!

Nathalie / April 7, 2014 4:14 PM

At P4k 2012, my friends and I kept running into these folks from Baltimore -- a 20-something couple and their older male professor -- first at Liturgy, then hanging out playing cards on the lawn, then waiting at the front of the stage for G!YBE. I have never encountered more unbridled passion for a city than I did when I spent time with this funny little trio from Charm City. I'm still friends with them online, and though I haven't made it to Baltimore *yet*, I am convinced it will be amazing -- thanks, Pitchfork friends!

Sondra Morin / April 7, 2014 4:21 PM

Pitchfork 2009 Recap:

Saturday and Sunday splashed Chicago's Union Park with the traditional indie-pop, garage rock, hipster flock, hip-hop, and astoundingly talented closers, as always. 2008 Animal Collective stole my heart, 2009 Flaming Lips hit the stage just as the sky turned violet and the green burst from the trees.

Old church steeples and broken roof slates to the West, the Sears tower (with whatever dignity it has left) to the East, the Green Line to the North (rumbling behind the Connector Stage), and the city's industrial South surrounds the small park off Ashland Avenue.

Disappears vanished on me for the second time this year on Saturday, as I arrived 30 seconds after their final song, definitely placing an annoying lull to the beginning of my day. Fucked Up's hardcore came to my rescue, caressing anger, guitar screams necessary for a pissed off start, soon followed by the soft vocals and violin of Final Fantasy. Yeasayer's rain soaked dance party opened my chest in late afternoon, refreshing the staggering agitation in the air: "I like this, though I have no idea where they are going with it," is an accurate sentiment.

Doom offered much needed hip-hop beats. Squished in the mob by the tree at the Balance Stage offered no view of the pop-punk duo Matt & Kim, but their positive optimism held strong until I was just able to see them by the time "Daylight" ended. The National enveloped my evening. I enjoy the band's ethereal rock ballads - lullabies for the night time, daydreams for the soul.

When I locked up my bike at the South end of Union Park on Sunday, I couldn't help but settle into the fence behind the Balance Stage, sucked into Michael Columbia, an unexpected electronic exhilaration. If I had known, I might have arrived a little earlier in the day. I'm sad to have missed the memorial at Dianogah, opting for Frightened Rabbit, Chicago-loved Scottish rock band, instead. I'd had my heart set on some bad boys from Scotland since the morning, scratchy as Hutchison's voice was during the set.

The afternoon was awash with no direction, so I opted for the art tent and record fair, favorites include: Clothespin, Soapbox Soaps, Circa Ceramics, CHIRP, 826CHI, Threadless, and the Active Transportation Alliance. I sat down for the end set of DJ/Rupture, but missed out on the dance party. Next I hit the power punk three-chord jumps of The Thermals, though I'd had enough of them by the time they busted out their Nirvana and Green Day covers. Sorry 1994.

Rainbow slicks in a mud puddle, The Walkmen pitter-pattered our hearts as my friend Katie and I fell closer and closer to the stage. Though I somehow missed their earlier debuts, lyrics from "In The New Year" ("And my heart's in the strangest place/And that's how it started," or even better, "Oh I'm just like you/I'll never hear the bad news") are two of the best verses I have ever heard, and Leithauser's vocal delivery only adds to their profundity. M83 followed up with a good dance mix, however cut short due to my interest in the all woman punk/grunge trio, The Vivian Girls. It was good to see Ali Koehler rocking out on the drums, and simple, solid guitar, drum, bass riffs sail through the collective vocals of Cassie Ramone and Kickball Katy (that just sounds hot). Grizzly Bear neglect on my part early in their open soon led me to the trance understanding of why I napped to them last year, and why I followed my feet amicability this year - solid, seductive sound.

Finally the night turned to a surprising close as I was reluctant to stay for the Flaming Lips set, then enamored by their playfully ridiculous performance. You can't beat three dozen giant balloons and cannons of confetti amidst a colorful backdrop, Wayne's megalomania aside. I have also never seen them perform a disappointing show, so when song 25 on the request list was announced and I heard the beginning of "Bad Days" from the Batman Forever soundtrack, my Pitchfork Festival 2009 investment became immediately and undeniably worth it.

My friend Eric and I settled on a 9:30 departure and headed toward the B stage to give a quick shout out to The Very Best, then fell into one of the most beautiful, unexpected moments of the entire weekend. For the first time since his death, I celebrated Michael Jackson's contribution to music history. In memory of the late singer/songwriter, The Very Best sampled "Will You Be There," pressing through the speakers and into our feet. We danced and pedaled to our bicycles, closing the 2009 Pitchfork gate behind us, reminding us:

"In your dreams, show no mercy."

Daniel / April 7, 2014 4:24 PM

I have never had the chance to be participant of this amazing Fest. I am from Chile, which is a bit far from you guys there in Chicago. I am planning to go there just to watch play Neutral Milk Hotel that are one of my favs of all times. I remember recording In the Aeroplane over the sea from a radio program some 20 years ago or so. I still believe in every word sung there. I still believe in the magic of Jeff Magnum's voice. That's my story.

Adam Novak / April 7, 2014 4:30 PM

The first year I attended Pitchfork Music Festival was in 2010. Seeing a newly reunited Pavement and one of LCD Soundsystem’s last shows, plus all the other great artists on the bill, made for one hell of a weekend and an amazing first year at the fest. I’ve been back every year since. Last year, I'll never forget that Belle and Sebastain sing-a-long in the pouring rain. It was such an awsome experience, and I wouldn't have traded it for anything. I've had so many great memories at pitchfork and I can't imagine me missing out on this years amazing lineup. Seeing Slowdive's first North American tour date back, would be a dream come true. Also Beck and Neutral Milk Hotel playing at the same festival? Such a stellar lineup!

Steven Meltzer / April 7, 2014 4:38 PM

Pitchfork 2012; my girlfriend is sick in the hidden gem of blue stage (you know that nook of porta-potties and trees where everyone is too fucked up to move), so I bring her the hunky guitarist of Youth Lagoon to cheer her up! Met him again at Detroit's Laneway festival and he remembered us, so that's pretty sweet. I love how the artists mingle around after their sets, giving the fans a chance to interact with them. It makes the whole festival feel so personal.

ag / April 7, 2014 4:43 PM

Steve Malkmus. Acoustic guitar. Pink polo shirt.

Debbie Warren / April 7, 2014 4:45 PM

My favorite Pitch Fork memory was from back in 2009 when The Flaming Lips did " write the night " where fans could vote on songs they wanted to hear. They didn't stick to what was voted on, but they played so many old amazing songs and I was basically crying tears of joy the entire time!

Derek Haukenfreres / April 7, 2014 4:46 PM

I attended 2013 for the first time to catch Belle & Sebastian. And the day started with checkin at my hotel. I had mentioned at booking that I couldn't wait to hear B & S and to my surprise, the concierge at the Kimpton Allegro Hotel loved them. She set up a picnic in my room so when I arrived there was a fruit basket, some truffles, a picnic blanket, a water mister, a beer and juice on ice, truffles, and a card signed by the staff telling me share there love with the band. I ran right back down to the guest. I couldn't believe it. I now had a blanket to sit on. It was a terrific day that ended with me singing along in the rain. And I'm booking the same hotel this year. Looking forward to Beck and Neutral Milk Hotel.

Sarah Best-Wilson / April 7, 2014 5:22 PM

My favorite moment from a past Pitchfork was my first time seeing The Flaming Lips in concert, with all of the confetti, balloons, and human hamster ball wheeling jubilation that comes along with that. I've seen them again anytime I could after that but that was the only time under an open sky on a lovely summer day.

Swati / April 7, 2014 5:26 PM

My greatest PMF memory by far is the 90-minute wordless set by Godspeed You! Black Emperor in 2012. Most of the usual Pitchfork crowd was hanging out with Grimes so the ones remaining for GY!BE contributed to an alternative, bizarro Pitchfork experience.

I was skeptical about GY!BE playing a festival audience. After all, they are known as one of the most rewarding "headphone" bands. But the setting of PMF made GY!BE both immediate and removed. You felt at once their object and their subject. That critical distance was key because it connected you with the band but also, and perhaps more importantly, with your fellow attendees. The silences and swells were collectively felt, as we were bound by more than shared awe.

GY!BE builds their sound patiently and painstakingly, evident by the introduction of all the band members taking about 10 minutes as each filed in on stage and filled in with each other as needed. Everyone stayed on for the next hour and a half, but the song structure remained: lonely sounds get less lonely, they get louder, angrier, less discernible, until the familiar creeps back slowly then deliberately, and then we return to the now-changed loneliness that started it all. It was less formulaic than it seems. It was transcendent. And we all knew it.

JM / April 7, 2014 5:37 PM

Each year bring new memories. Last year it was Swans. My friend and I went to see them and were transfixed by the overwhelming beautiful brutality (beautality?) of the volume. They were the loudest act I've ever heard
at Pitchfork, surpassing even Boris from a few years earlier. People were walking away from the stage - towards us - in droves. We took advantage of that and just kept moving closer and closer, my head and thorax heaving from the waves of sound. And the songs! And his/their delivery and playing! Pure terrifying sonic bliss.

Oh, and digging into the crates at Byron Coley's table in the CHIRP Record Fair tent each year. I can usually maybe afford two or three of his rarities, and I spend the rest of my time trying not to drool over his vinyl while we chat and catch up.

Patricia / April 7, 2014 6:00 PM

At P4k 2012... I was 2 fucking feet away from Grimes and I didn't even know it. Me and my friend were exiting the festival right after her set. We're escaping the crowd and we fix our eyes on a conveniently located ice cream truck. I am literally striding across the street, knocking over people because I am so damn hungry (maybe bc I was too broke to afford a $8 meal inside the fest). I trample over these kids in windbreakers right beside me (DO YOU REMEMBER THE RAIN THAT YEAR!!??!) and it doesn't take me until seconds after I pass them to register the fact they were screaming "THATS HER! I LOVE YOU GRIMEZSSZ"

I'm not even that femme-core so I don't even know why I am still so butthurt about this. But later that week their shitty mobile shots of the back of her pink head arose on social networks...and my single claim to fame was a shitty soft serve, no sprinkles.

rebecca f / April 7, 2014 6:31 PM

Woods. Rain. ROCK! Wire. Rain. ROCK. MIA! Sweat. Rain. ROCK. Rain. Ms. Newsom. Mud! Bjork. Giggle. Thunder. Wet walk home. Smile.

Chris / April 7, 2014 6:50 PM

I went to Pitchfork 2013 for one day and it was my first music festival ever. It was wonderful but the only problem was I completely underestimated how loud the music would be. I couldn't get anywhere near a stage because of the high volume. That didn't provide my girlfriend and I with many good views to watch performances seeing as how we were in the back of the crowd most of the day. One bright spot, however, was watching Solange grind and dance all over during her performance. I immediately fell in love. My girlfriend and I really wanna go this year, and if I win, I can give her a better experience than last year seeing as I will have a pile of ear plugs with me far more numerous than the number of ears I have.

Rob / April 7, 2014 6:53 PM

Going to a pre-show at Threadless. Then it rained and they let us hangout in their warehouse... then we all stole t-shirts.

Anthony Ramirez / April 7, 2014 7:49 PM

There will always be that year (2007) Dan Deacon had the Fire Marshall called in and cancelling part of his set. As the crowded surged and was at an ill-placed stage next to moving traffic, everyone was smashed together, dancing together, sweating together. Glad they moved that stage. The crowd was in a total frenzy/riot mode. And Girl Talk was right after. I'll never be the same.

And (2008) when Cut Cupy played a killer last minute set, I think it was like only 4 or 5 songs as they were delayed at the airport and just made it in time to play. I managed to get front rail and everyone anxiously waiting as other artists (from that day) were on stage playing and messing around trying to kill time til Cut Copy got there and destroyed!

Marina / April 7, 2014 8:02 PM

Going to the 3rd day of Pitchfork Fest 2013 was one of the best days of my life.
Highlights include, but are not limited to: buying handmade Based God earrings, getting a Chicago Bulls poster from Delicious Design League, "cooking" with my brother and cousin while a crowd surrounded us at the Lil B set, hearing Blood Orange collaborate with Sky Ferreira, watching Foxygen's Sam France climb the stage, and seeing R.Kelly perform Ignition Remix live.
There are many more memories that I associate with each act and could recount endlessly, but I won't talk your ear off. All in all, it was a spectacular day in a great city and I would be extremely grateful to be able to experience it again with this year's amazing line-up!

Ethan Ellis / April 7, 2014 9:11 PM

My best memory from Pitchfork Music Festival has to be seeing TV on the Radio in 2011. It was my first time at the festival and I was going with my older sister and it was just an amazing cap to an amazing day. We waited at the Green Stage from 3:00 up to the performance. Them opening with "Halfway Home" with everyone clapping along was absolute perfection combined with our amazing spots and one of the liveliest crowds made for an extremely memorable show. Shouting along to "Dancing Choose" and dancing like crazy during the 1-2 punch of "Repetition" and "Wolf Like Me" were obvious highlights. However, my absolute favorite moment of the show has to be David Sitek banging on a water-soaked floor tom during "A Method."

Sean Hart / April 7, 2014 9:27 PM

I remember a few years back when Cut Copy was supposed to headline at the Blue Stage and their flight was delayed. My friend and I were so pumped to see them and were willing to sacrifice the chance to see Spoon on the main stage. However, Cut Copy got delayed at the airport and didn't show up until 20 minutes until the 10 p.m. curfew. My friend and I decided to go watch Spoon and I'm glad we did as they had a full brass section and it was, by far, the best Spoon performance I had ever seen.

Jimmy / April 7, 2014 9:42 PM

Last year I finally got the chance to go the all 3 days of Pitchfork. I was walking around the last day looking for my two brothers, I ended up spotting one of the acts I wanted to see; Mac Demarco eating a falafel. We shared a few chuckles and talked about R. Kelly, and the revolutionary war. I honestly think Pitchfork is one of the primere fests in the world for this reason. Anything can happen.

Wesley / April 7, 2014 9:52 PM

Seeing of Montreal for the first time and realizing that all of the spectacle (pudding monsters, ninjas, etc.) were all secondary to the movement of the crowd to the Hissing Fauna tracks. A great year that has kept me going every year since but always with the restraint of having to carefully select the day I can afford.

Andrew Karbowski / April 7, 2014 10:03 PM

My mind is swarming with so many fond memories, from Sonic Youths unforgettable seeing Mew after years of waiting...but ultimately I find myself dating back to the madness that was Lightning Bolt. I recall the overwhelming heat of the day. Really it was a blur....but a beautiful one. Myself, and my two good friends not knowing what we were about to endure both physically and mentally. Any group huddle wouldn't prepare our bodies for the next 45 or so minutes of adrenalin and maneuvers to no just stay standing, but to survive it to some day reflect (deja vu). It only took about 3 minutes into the set to find myself distant from my friends. On my own, at this point on shoe down and a pair of sunglasses as was go time. I hoisted myself above a sea of swarming fellow badasses to try to get closer to the madness. My coordinates for the duration of the set pretty much spanned the circumfrance of the park. My head was an uncontrollable seizure, my ears absorbed the lovely madness, my bleeding toes assured me I still had two feet to call my own. I've neevr deep ocean swam, but that very all of 45 blissful minutes I ate up the urchans...refound my family...I learned what endurance is all about. Filthy, aching, and delerious....I've yet to live like I did that day.

Kirsten Onsgard / April 7, 2014 10:38 PM

For the past three years, I have attended Pitchfork Festival alone. Even without the comfort of having a sure-fire set of friends, it has consistently been one of the best festivals of the summer, filled with like-minded music fans, who are, most importantly, very kind, welcoming, and open to discussion.

My favorite memory is probably my first year in attendance in 2011. Though I was not privy to the music prowess of some of the under cards, the headliners of Friday and Saturday had me sold: Animal Collective and Fleet Foxes. The former provided me with one of the most pure and fun experiences of my life. Dancing in a bouncing mass of energy to "Brother Sport" was incredible; curling up in a meditative state to bask in the beauty of Fleet Foxes was indescribable.

I look forward to another amazing year this time around.

ml / April 8, 2014 3:37 AM

2009 is the only year I've been able to make it, and it seems a little heretical to pick any other memory from a year in which Flaming Lips headlined so memorably, but M83 were so entrancing, they made the bright afternoon sun seem like the smokiest and darkest of tiny clubs.

Logan / April 8, 2014 5:06 AM

Getting a chance to meet Bradford Cox was a very pleasant experience. While I was near the gate of the VIP section, I noticed Bradford Cox walk out to meet with a Pitchfork fest attendee who had Marfan Syndrome, a genetic disorder that tends to make the person with the disorder tall, skinny and have a shorter life span. While watching Bradford and the attendee chat, more and more people started to gather around them. Each person (including myself) had a chance to meet with the humble lead singer of Deerhunter. When it was my turn, I pretty much turned fanboy and told him about how Deerhunter was one of my favorite bands and how their performance the year before chaged my life. His response was him taking his finger under my chin and saying "Keep your chin up" in an encouraging manner.
Before that experience, I always imagined those in bands on a pedistal above me and the fans in general. Even I percieved Bradford Cox, who has been known to be a very kind person, in that way. Getting to meet and observe him in a "natural setting" really shifted my perception on musicians for the better.

JULIA / April 8, 2014 8:21 AM

Pitchfork Chicago 2013: My first Pitchfork experience, and I was front row for Sky Ferreira with my best friend. (We're both huge fans -- as in, the kind of fans who were very obnoxious to other less-Sky-appreciative friends and loved ones and played her songs at every waking moment in the weeks leading up to the concert. Usually at full volume, of course. With shameless singalongs.) At her performance, Sky cried. She's beautiful. It was beautiful.

I was lucky enough to study abroad in France last semester, and I knew I had to go to Pitchfork Paris in October. One five-hour bus ride later and I was able to see Mademoiselle Ferreira again (!), but went to the show on my own this time. I had to find dance partners and fellow Sky enthusiasts (because what's a concert if you don't get to share the experience with others?), and so I ended up meeting fans of hers from everywhere from Brooklyn to Madrid. (Standout moment: Aforementioned fan from Brooklyn -- a boy, I will add -- was the star of his own show and twerked throughout the entirety of 'Ain't Your Right' while singing along at the top of his lungs.)

My favorite memory of Pitchfork as a whole? How it really brings together music lovers and artists; how the intimacy of the stage setups compared to that of most other festivals allows for an insanely cool closeness between performers and their audience. It's why Sky cried in Chicago -- she was overwhelmed seeing all of us singing along to her words, loving her work -- and it's why I don't want to miss another Pitchfork as long as I'm home in the city. (And, come on -- St. Vincent, Grimes, and tUnE-yArDs? So many girl crushes in one place. Sky's always going to be number 1 in my heart, though.)

jub-jub / April 8, 2014 9:06 AM

That time Flaming Lips did the song from the Batman Forever soundtrack.

Adam Pecora / April 8, 2014 9:37 AM

Although last year was incredible and I saw so many artists I love, I gotta go back to 2011 for my favorite memory. It was like 102 degrees on Saturday, July 17th, and I was there to see Odd Future who was at the peak of their reign of terror, everyone who didn't listen knew of them and was afraid. It was a very underground fan base at the time and they were all known for their violent nature. It had to have been 130 degrees in that crowd, everyone was going nuts, even Tyler who had a broken foot at the time (which I grabbed; albeit a little too hard, when he jumped in the crowd) and after all the chaos I remember being as dehydrated as ever before in my life. There was sunburn everywhere, including my hairline, and I lost one of my shoes. It was one of the funnest shows I've ever been to.

Marianne B / April 8, 2014 10:08 AM

I am most excited about seeing Beck this year! Nearly 10 years ago, I attended my first ever "rock concert" and saw him at Mandel Hall with the opening act being Atari Teenage Riot. To this day it was one of the best concerts I have been to. His personal growth as an artist can be seen through his various transofrmations and experimentations throughout his musical career and I am always eager to see what he pulls out of his hat next. I have seen him at various other venues and can't wait to see him this year after his newest release of Morning Phase.

j. o. miller / April 8, 2014 10:38 AM

I've been to Pitchfork four times as a volunteer for a local charity—a generous trade-off because I get to help them and attend (which doesn't fit into my budget).

My best experience, believe it or not, was dancing to Robyn with a line of other volunteers while guarding a fence to discourage jumpers from entering (and/or, more importantly, jumping and then breaking a leg from the fall).

There were about half a dozen of us behind the smoky food tents. It was nearly the end of our shift around 5 p.m., and we were parched and tired, but when we heard the first few lines of "Fembot" every last one of us united in an obnoxious display of our best dance moves, making fools of ourselves until she finished her set.

It was perfect.

kayleigh / April 8, 2014 11:50 AM

My mostemorable moment would be this years Pitchfork! I have never attend a festy but it has always been my dream. I can not begin to tell the rage of excitment that overcame me when I found out I would be attending this year. Because of Pitchfork, I know this will be the best year of my life.

John / April 8, 2014 12:01 PM

Dodging blunt burns and trash juice while crushing 19 year-olds in five-panel hats to TNGHT's aural assault as a garbage can was crowd-surfed overhead.

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Beat Kitchen
Bottom Lounge
Buddy Guy's Legends
The Burlington
California Clipper
Concord Music Hall
Congress Theater
Cubby Bear
Double Door
Elbo Room
Empty Bottle
Green Mill
The Hideout
Honky Tonk BBQ
House of Blues
Kingston Mines
Lincoln Hall
Logan Square Auditorium
Mayne Stage
The Mutiny
Old Town School of Folk Music
Park West
The Promontory
Red Line Tap
Reggie's Rock Club & Music Joint
The Riviera
Thalia Hall
The Shrine
Symphony Center
Tonic Room
Uncommon Ground
The Vic
The Whistler

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Beverly Records
Bloodshot Records
Dave's Records
Delmark Records
Drag City
Dusty Groove
Flameshovel Records
Groove Distribution
He Who Corrupts
Jam Productions
Jazz Record Mart
Kranky Records
Laurie's Planet of Sound
Minty Fresh
Numero Group
mP Shows
Permanent Records
Reckless Records
Smog Veil Records
Southport & Northport Records
Thick Records
Thrill Jockey Records Touch & Go/Quarterstick Records
Victory Records

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