Megan Holmes is a Portland photographer currently on tour with Talk Normal and Zola Jesus. She's sending photos and reports from the road.
Chicago, the windy city from which I came.
The thing about driving to Illinois from Ohio is Indiana. It's this really wonderfully stark landscape that builds up to Chicago, a magnificent skyline of architecture gone wild. I love and hate it. But a lot of rural Illinois is the same. Stark as shit until you see modern windmills that make everything seem interesting and space-like.
We had a chance to stop at Andrya's aunt and grandmother's house. They were very entertaining. We got our blood pressure checked. Thankfully the road hasn't ruined our bodies yet.
We arrived at Lincoln Hall, a new venue to me. It's very nice and polished. I made plans to meet up with my grandma and uncle for dinner. I haven't seen her in almost a year. We sat at dinner in Lincoln Hall where you can watch the performance in the other room. I had been afraid her hearing would blow if she actually saw the performance. But she kept staring at the screen until she finally asked to be taken into the main room to see the performance. Mind you, my grandma is 85 years old. I'm going to assume this is her first rock show. Through the entire show she kept hitting her chest saying she could feel it there. It was one of the coolest experiences I've ever had with her. She was more then excited.
The show was amazing. The venue was filled and fog seeped into everything. The more dates we have, the tighter all the bands are sounding. It's exciting. After the show we decided to stay at my grandma's retirement center. It was a lot of fun. As we drove off the next day to the next city, we stopped at Portillos, my favorite place to eat. On the menu today: An Italian beef sandwich. Fucking brilliant!