From my time at Pitchfork Music Festival this past weekend in Union Park in Chicago. Without these folk, this festival couldn’t have been possible. From mothers and young children hawking water to festival-goers from sun up to sun down, to local rappers hustling mixtapes and CD’s outside the gates of the park, to scalping tickets and flipping them for 300% their original worth, these portraits hold more significance than the context they were taken in. I dedicate this album for the real MVP’s of the weekend.