At first I went to the wrong Goose Island building. But it was OK - the right place was only 1.6 miles away...
Sonido Gallo Negro were super fun. Apparently everyone (or at least everyone there) knows how to dance to cumbia (except me, of course).
Hinds! Despite some technical difficulties, they started pretty much on time. And they are, of course, amazing. A little tiny pit formed for the last few songs near me, but not near enough for me to get pushed around. Darn.
Then I left before American Football and race across town to catch Mountain Goats with Amy.
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