Summer festivals might grab all the headlines, but it’s the winter fests where you feel the greatest sense of camaraderie with fellow concert-goers. There’s something special about trudging through three inches of snow long after the sun has sunk to thaw out your soul with other Vitamin D-deprived music fans. At Chicago’s Tomorrow Never Knows, hundreds of midwesterners congregated for what was, for most of us, our very first fest of the year. While the venues ranged in size from tiny to intimate, the crowds were among the friendliest and liveliest I’d ever been part of. We survived the polar vortex, we were stir-crazy, we were ready to thrash it out to goofball punk, bask in mellow indie folk, and vibe out of our minds on deep space techno jazz.
Photo by Sasha Geffen
Consequence of Sound trekked out to a variety of eclectic sets at some of the city’s best spots to find that even in this dead midwestern freeze, Chicago shows up.