After walking 26 miles to Grant Park, back to stash my camera, back to Grant Park,  and again across Grant Park many times, my body was abused with a physical regiment that it hadn’t seen in years. But we were all about the music, so there was no rest for the wicked or those that stayed out till 2am.

We started the daily out oddly enough with Dierks Bentley, a country band. Although not the usual music on my iPod, I could see myself getting into it. He had a great crowd presence. Well, at least with the ladies. His songs were catchy and about the usual country subjects: drinking and lovin’.

Next we found ourselves in a sea of dancing techno fools (video to follow) for Booka Shade. Booka was a dual group composed of an electronic drummer and a keyboard/loops MC from Germany. I still haven’t been able to figure it out, but crowds can really get into techno. Ohh- he just stopped the drum beat and crescendo into a new track, we must cheer! But hey, I can get into too. All of us guys strutted out some dance moves. Vintage stuff too from the 90s.

While we were totally checking out Booka Shade, we missed out on MGMT which Ed called Management all weekend. I forgave him. Excuse me, I was wrong. According to Wikipedia, the band was formerly known as The Management.

Then there was a void in the space time continuum. I lost the guys somehow and end up wondering around by myself for the next couple of hours. Cell phones don’t exactly work in a sea of 75K other people.

When we did meet up again it was time for Rage Against the Machine. Wilco was the other headlining act on the other side of the park, but they tour all the time and I owe Rage some piece of my teenage years. Rage was insane with the music being stopped a couple of times because of people getting hurt near the stage. During the breaks, we did get to hear de la Rocha spout some political nonsense rhetoric, but as Josh pointed out, they’re named Rage Against the Machine – you should know what to expect.