Union Park's attendees waded in mud at times and baked under the relentlessly hot sun at others during Pitchfork's eighth annual festival. Besides the battle against the elements, festival goers had plenty else to engage them, as the weekend offered a palate of surefire hits and miscalculated flops.
Jazz Fest has not reached the uber-hipster level of a Bonnaroo Lollapalooza Coachella, and we like it that way. But it is evolving. Chances are the kids were never going to pick up the red bean cabana shirt mantle; they'll probably come up with Jazz Fest hankie shirts or something undreamt of as yet.
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