take the death cab downtown.

a gray chicago day turned into a hauntingly beautiful, hazy evening underneath the awning of Jay Pritzer Pavilion. i watched ben gibbard bounce on the heels of his feet as he played his guitar. fog floated in patches between the skyscrapers and purple neon lights darted from the stage to the crowd. it was perfect. it was chicago.

View from underneath the open air lawn. I was in the pavilion.

I didn't take this photo. I was probably sitting somewhere near the left hand corner.