Now a decade old, the three-day Pitchfork Music Festival has grown each year; the 2015 line-up was one of their most expansive, with as many rap and electronic acts as their indie rock brethren. Last week, in the fest’s final hours, as day turned to night, and Jamie XX turned to Caribou turned to Todd Terje, it all definitely felt like a celebration, albeit one much cooler than my tenth birthday (though Caribou has nothing on that ice cream cake).
While most of my time was spent crying in anticipation of Sleater-Kinney’s set, I did have the opportunity to interview quite a few of the performers at Pitchfork this year. As nearly every artist was more interested in seeing other acts than doing boring old press, I tried to simplify the typical interview format with a series of comparisons about music, television, and even the ever-controversial “dad bod.”
