Folk Of Chicago: A Photographic Testimony to the Chi

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.

Sh*t I Missed | Singer-Songwriter/Producer Gwen Bunn, “The Verdict,”

Classic, addictive, real, transcending, non-conforming, bold, brave and unapologetic, fierce and persistent, “Turn the Lights Out” reminds me of what pure love feels like. Like: the feeling of when you see your parents dance together for the first time, barefoot and young minded in the carpeted living room, curtains tied back and windows cracked to let the fresh summer evening breeze swim inside your home to wash over the surface of hot and sticky skin perspiring from Memorial Day heatwave, record player spinning a 12″ original pressed “Outstanding” vinyl, your father getting carried away from his signature 2-step your mother would tell you in stories in childhood that made her knees weak, and forget to lower the heat on the BBQ grill, leading everyone to gut-rippling laughter, knowing good and well nothing so small could impact the connection shared anywhere prior to this moment. Not convinced yet? Take a listen for yourself.