I've attended festivals before; after all, I went to the Coachella festival twelve times (2004-2014, 2016), and I've had a sporadic showing at the Detroit Electronic Music Festival (or Movement, as it's now called). I've even been to festivals in Chicago before, from the 2006 Vice-curated Intonation Music Festival to multiple shots of the Pitchfork Music Festival. But I avoided going to things like Bonnaroo and Outside Lands and Riot Fest and Lollapalooza, thinking that they would somehow be lesser than what I'd already experienced. That all changed almost two weeks ago, when I went to my first Lollapalooza festival, right in the heart of downtown Chicago. I almost didn't go, but I was swayed by two things -- a reduced-price guest wristband, and the promise of hang time with my friend Brian in one of my favorite cities -- so I took the plunge. (As an aside, I drove from Detroit, as I saw Roger Waters perform at the Palace of Auburn Hills the night before Lolla