One of the first friends I met when I moved to Seattle was Zak, standing by a urinal trough wearing golden armor down one arm and shiny metallic underwear. To be fair, it was Halloween; but since then I've seen him dress similarly on more than one occasion since then.
Unlike those presidential candidates who pledge to return the country back to its "classical values," or preservationists who long for the purity of a good old days that never existed, Hütz speaks of "mutating the culture" as the only way to keep it alive.
This Sunday's GlobalFEST will provide a space for promising artists to show their stuff to world music industry types, and in the mean time, throw a polyrhythmic, multi-linguistic, hip-shattering party.
We're at Chicago's Lollapalooza music festival, two of thousands of sweaty fans with but a single purpose on Day One: To be as near as possible to the huge AT&T stage for Radiohead's evening performance.