Comments for You Knew http://www.youknewblog.com You Knew - Music, Art, Style, Creative Culture Fri, 30 Sep 2011 01:18:26 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1 Comment on Little Italy subs by Mary Schmidt http://www.youknewblog.com/food/2011/09/little-italy-subs/#comment-6044 Mary Schmidt Fri, 30 Sep 2011 01:18:26 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=5149#comment-6044 An Amazing sandwich, amazing staff. Love this place, i visit it every chance i get. They put a little 'love' in every sandwich they make. you wont be disappointed. An Amazing sandwich, amazing staff. Love this place, i visit it every chance i get. They put a little ‘love’ in every sandwich they make. you wont be disappointed.

]]> Comment on GLAAD vs. Tyler the Creator by KRAKEN http://www.youknewblog.com/music/2011/08/glaad-vs-tyler-the-creator/#comment-5815 KRAKEN Wed, 31 Aug 2011 23:35:48 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=5100#comment-5815 agreed, no harm no foul. agreed, no harm no foul.

]]> Comment on GLAAD vs. Tyler the Creator by bryan http://www.youknewblog.com/music/2011/08/glaad-vs-tyler-the-creator/#comment-5811 bryan Wed, 31 Aug 2011 21:04:18 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=5100#comment-5811 If thats how he wants to express himself, he can go right ahead. I like his flow and his music. Free speech. Sticks and stones. If thats how he wants to express himself, he can go right ahead. I like his flow and his music. Free speech. Sticks and stones.

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by jayy http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5681 jayy Wed, 03 Aug 2011 21:53:21 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5681 what happens if yyou get caught jumpin the fence? what happens if yyou get caught jumpin the fence?

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by Joe http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5676 Joe Tue, 02 Aug 2011 06:14:28 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5676 In 2007 a bunch of friends and I went to Lolla a few days before the festival started to take in the town. We decided to stay in a really ghetto area so we could spend most of our money on drugs and whatever else we happened to do. The first night there after going to a few bars we found a strip club close to our hotel and decided to go in. After having my nuts fondled and nipples bitten by seven girls in the first 10 minutes of being there I told a local we were hanging with "Man, these are some friendly girls here, they really like us." "They're all whores, dipshit" was is response. And they don't take kindly to nonpaying customers. I was cursed at, snarled at and even called a fag for refusing to fuck any of the girls. I tried to explain that I was already drunk and staying drunk was more important to me than getting laid, but I think something was lost over the 80's hair metal and rap. On the way home from the strip club as we drove along deserted apartments and cash checking stores I saw a tall, slender girl with almost no clothes on trying to get attention from us. From where I sat she looked pretty good. IN some strange fir of horniness I decided to ask the driver to let me out of the car. The drunk side of my brain was in control and it was ready to give in and shell out the money for a 4 hours of unbridled, unsafe sex. If was a magnet planted in the silicone tits of these topless women of the night that made me want to risk the possibility of catching AIDS. As the cab came to a halt and the pigeons squawked high in the night sky I asked the cab driver if it was common for street hookers to hang out in this part of the neighborhood. He said "No, only the men are on this area. Get close enough and you'll realize there are only transvestites working this block, that's why everyone goes to the strip club you were at." Not everyone. Later that night the friend I was sharing my hotel room with came in with an ear-to-ear smile. He told me he'd paid a street hooker to give him a blowjob behind a dumpster on the way home and it was, without a doubt the best blowjob he'd ever had. I didn't have the heart to break the news to him. At least not with an audience. I waited until all 10 of us were gathered on the lake beach the next morning, drinking and ogling women before telling him the truth about his experience. He went green in the face, threw his beer down and walked off. That was the last time any of us saw him before we came home. He took a cab to the airport and took the night flight back home and didn't see any of the festival! In 2007 a bunch of friends and I went to Lolla a few days before the festival started to take in the town. We decided to stay in a really ghetto area so we could spend most of our money on drugs and whatever else we happened to do.
The first night there after going to a few bars we found a strip club close to our hotel and decided to go in. After having my nuts fondled and nipples bitten by seven girls in the first 10 minutes of being there I told a local we were hanging with “Man, these are some friendly girls here, they really like us.” “They’re all whores, dipshit” was is response. And they don’t take kindly to nonpaying customers. I was cursed at, snarled at and even called a fag for refusing to fuck any of the girls. I tried to explain that I was already drunk and staying drunk was more important to me than getting laid, but I think something was lost over the 80′s hair metal and rap.
On the way home from the strip club as we drove along deserted apartments and cash checking stores I saw a tall, slender girl with almost no clothes on trying to get attention from us. From where I sat she looked pretty good. IN some strange fir of horniness I decided to ask the driver to let me out of the car. The drunk side of my brain was in control and it was ready to give in and shell out the money for a 4 hours of unbridled, unsafe sex. If was a magnet planted in the silicone tits of these topless women of the night that made me want to risk the possibility of catching AIDS. As the cab came to a halt and the pigeons squawked high in the night sky I asked the cab driver if it was common for street hookers to hang out in this part of the neighborhood. He said “No, only the men are on this area. Get close enough and you’ll realize there are only transvestites working this block, that’s why everyone goes to the strip club you were at.”
Not everyone. Later that night the friend I was sharing my hotel room with came in with an ear-to-ear smile. He told me he’d paid a street hooker to give him a blowjob behind a dumpster on the way home and it was, without a doubt the best blowjob he’d ever had. I didn’t have the heart to break the news to him. At least not with an audience. I waited until all 10 of us were gathered on the lake beach the next morning, drinking and ogling women before telling him the truth about his experience.
He went green in the face, threw his beer down and walked off. That was the last time any of us saw him before we came home. He took a cab to the airport and took the night flight back home and didn’t see any of the festival!

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by Najah F http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5671 Najah F Mon, 01 Aug 2011 04:12:13 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5671 Lollapalooza 2008. My friend and I were waiting at the stage for Radiohead to preform, but it was an hour and a half before the show, and we really had to pee. We decided to go use the port-a-potty but the line was ridiculous. So I said why not just squat and do it right in the bushes? So we did. When we were done I turned around and caught a group of teenage boys all with their camera phones out snapping shots of us. I made quite the scene and told them to fuck off. Who knows where those photos ended up.... Lollapalooza 2008. My friend and I were waiting at the stage for Radiohead to preform, but it was an hour and a half before the show, and we really had to pee. We decided to go use the port-a-potty but the line was ridiculous. So I said why not just squat and do it right in the bushes? So we did. When we were done I turned around and caught a group of teenage boys all with their camera phones out snapping shots of us. I made quite the scene and told them to fuck off. Who knows where those photos ended up….

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by Grace http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5670 Grace Sun, 31 Jul 2011 22:49:14 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5670 My craziest Lollapalooza experience was at Lolla 2007. The whole weekend was crazy, and a bit of a drunken blur. Looking forward to seeing Muse, I may have had a few too many drinks and met an interesting guy. Apparently I was quite persistent during the concert and couldn't get his belt undone, so I broke it off. The night ended with us hooking up (you know what I mean) in a handicap port-o-potty during the end of Muse's performance. Needless to say, the music wasn't quite loud enough for people not to notice. My craziest Lollapalooza experience was at Lolla 2007. The whole weekend was crazy, and a bit of a drunken blur. Looking forward to seeing Muse, I may have had a few too many drinks and met an interesting guy. Apparently I was quite persistent during the concert and couldn’t get his belt undone, so I broke it off. The night ended with us hooking up (you know what I mean) in a handicap port-o-potty during the end of Muse’s performance. Needless to say, the music wasn’t quite loud enough for people not to notice.

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by Michael N http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5655 Michael N Sat, 30 Jul 2011 06:37:13 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5655 Lolla 2010 - My absolute favorite time during Lollapalooza 2010 was during the incredible set from Cypress Hill. It was like midday, so it was still plenty light out, and Cypress was on stage doing their thing, and it was crazy! The part that caught my attention were the hundreds upon hundreds of men, women, and children all smoking pot and listening to the show. The kicker? I stood towards the back of that crowd watching a group of 8 or so Chicago Police Officers standing there watching the smokers...casually chuckling and enjoying the madness. I got close enough to hear them and a couple of them even made comments about how they wish they weren't on duty so they could smoke too!! Lolla 2010 –

My absolute favorite time during Lollapalooza 2010 was during the incredible set from Cypress Hill. It was like midday, so it was still plenty light out, and Cypress was on stage doing their thing, and it was crazy! The part that caught my attention were the hundreds upon hundreds of men, women, and children all smoking pot and listening to the show.

The kicker? I stood towards the back of that crowd watching a group of 8 or so Chicago Police Officers standing there watching the smokers…casually chuckling and enjoying the madness. I got close enough to hear them and a couple of them even made comments about how they wish they weren’t on duty so they could smoke too!!

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by Matt http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5654 Matt Sat, 30 Jul 2011 06:33:25 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5654 2 years ago in 2009, My story starts off with a friend of mine who didn’t pay me back money owed to me. I needed that money to buy my ticket. The nub didn’t pay up, so I was in a bad place. So while my friend spent the money he owed me on a ticket for his girlfriend for the festival, I was left out in the rain. Literally. It was raining that day. So as they went in, I was left outside the gates, wondering on what I should do. I already took the train down to the festival, and didn’t want to go home, so I hung around the exits for a bit, thinking maybe I can find a cheap scalper, or bribe a guard in letting me go by. That didn’t work, but at some point in my aimless wandering around trying to find a way in, I ended up in the loading area. While It was still outside the gates, there was no security, and the walls were only 5 to 6 feet high instead of the normal 8 or 9 feet around the rest of the park. I saw this as my one chance, and jumped the fence. All was good, and I was in, except where I jumped the fence, I was backstage. Not even in the VIP area, but straight up "If I walk 50 feet forward, I’ll be onstage in front of thousands" backstage. Needless to say, I was a bit freaked out. I was scared I might get caught, what the penalty of getting caught would be, and so forth. So I try to blend in with some people I see that weren’t guards. Well, in doing so, one of those people I happened to blend in with was none other than Perry Farrell, the father of Lollapalooza and singer of Jane's Addiction! Jane's Addiction being one of my all time favorite bands, and Lollapalooza being my favorite music festival, I was awestruck. There he was, towering over me, with tight green leather pants, and black jacket, and his entourage around me. In my mind, I told myself I shouldn’t do anything, as the risk of being where I was was already great, being found out by the man who started the festival would not be a good thing. But being a Jane's super-fan, I couldn’t help myself. I talked to him saying what an honor it was to meet him, and that I couldn’t wait for their performance later in the weekend and how happy I was Jane's is back. I also told him how much I loved the Lollapalooza festival, being a concert goer for many years, and even showing him that I was STILL wearing last year's and the year before's entrance bracelets from both 2007 and 2008. He was actually impressed with my dedication in the festival, and asked who I was looking forward to see play this weekend, not even thinking twice why I was backstage, why I didn’t even have a bracelet for this year’s fest, or really anything. He was genuinely happy to talk to a fan and answer a few questions. I met one of my all time musical heroes, one on one, all because a friend of mine didn’t pay me back, and I happened to jump a fence at the right place at the right time. And for an added bonus, I decided if I’m going to be here, and I already met Perry Farrell, I’m going to stay backstage, and damn the consequences if I got caught. I stayed back there and saw Kings of Leon (who honestly, im not really a huge fan of) close out the night from the side stage balcony. And after the show, I called my friend who didn’t give me my money to buy a ticket, and told him what happened. He couldn’t have been more jealous, and it was great to see his face just raging with jealousy on the train ride home. Oh. And also, last year, I won backstage passes for Gaga, and got wasted on the Open Bar they had. I barely remember her set i was so drunk. but she did strike a pose for me. that was pretty awesome. but i feel that me jumping the fence and seeing the creator of the fest itself is a MUCH better story. 2 years ago in 2009, My story starts off with a friend of mine who didn’t pay me back money owed to me. I needed that money to buy my ticket. The nub didn’t pay up, so I was in a bad place. So while my friend spent the money he owed me on a ticket for his girlfriend for the festival, I was left out in the rain. Literally. It was raining that day. So as they went in, I was left outside the gates, wondering on what I should do. I already took the train down to the festival, and didn’t want to go home, so I hung around the exits for a bit, thinking maybe I can find a cheap scalper, or bribe a guard in letting me go by. That didn’t work, but at some point in my aimless wandering around trying to find a way in, I ended up in the loading area. While It was still outside the gates, there was no security, and the walls were only 5 to 6 feet high instead of the normal 8 or 9 feet around the rest of the park. I saw this as my one chance, and jumped the fence.

All was good, and I was in, except where I jumped the fence, I was backstage. Not even in the VIP area, but straight up “If I walk 50 feet forward, I’ll be onstage in front of thousands” backstage. Needless to say, I was a bit freaked out. I was scared I might get caught, what the penalty of getting caught would be, and so forth. So I try to blend in with some people I see that weren’t guards. Well, in doing so, one of those people I happened to blend in with was none other than Perry Farrell, the father of Lollapalooza and singer of Jane’s Addiction! Jane’s Addiction being one of my all time favorite bands, and Lollapalooza being my favorite music festival, I was awestruck.

There he was, towering over me, with tight green leather pants, and black jacket, and his entourage around me. In my mind, I told myself I shouldn’t do anything, as the risk of being where I was was already great, being found out by the man who started the festival would not be a good thing. But being a Jane’s super-fan, I couldn’t help myself.

I talked to him saying what an honor it was to meet him, and that I couldn’t wait for their performance later in the weekend and how happy I was Jane’s is back. I also told him how much I loved the Lollapalooza festival, being a concert goer for many years, and even showing him that I was STILL wearing last year’s and the year before’s entrance bracelets from both 2007 and 2008. He was actually impressed with my dedication in the festival, and asked who I was looking forward to see play this weekend, not even thinking twice why I was backstage, why I didn’t even have a bracelet for this year’s fest, or really anything. He was genuinely happy to talk to a fan and answer a few questions.

I met one of my all time musical heroes, one on one, all because a friend of mine didn’t pay me back, and I happened to jump a fence at the right place at the right time. And for an added bonus, I decided if I’m going to be here, and I already met Perry Farrell, I’m going to stay backstage, and damn the consequences if I got caught. I stayed back there and saw Kings of Leon (who honestly, im not really a huge fan of) close out the night from the side stage balcony. And after the show, I called my friend who didn’t give me my money to buy a ticket, and told him what happened. He couldn’t have been more jealous, and it was great to see his face just raging with jealousy on the train ride home.

Oh. And also, last year, I won backstage passes for Gaga, and got wasted on the Open Bar they had. I barely remember her set i was so drunk. but she did strike a pose for me. that was pretty awesome. but i feel that me jumping the fence and seeing the creator of the fest itself is a MUCH better story.

]]> Comment on Lollapalooza Ticket Giveaway by Adam http://www.youknewblog.com/uncategorized/2011/07/lollapalooza-ticket-giveaway/#comment-5650 Adam Fri, 29 Jul 2011 14:00:24 +0000 http://www.youknewblog.com/?p=4870#comment-5650 Two years ago this gil squatted down to piss and a security guard walked by and grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away, she was still pissing. No struggle was put up, it was as if she wanted to get kicked out Two years ago this gil squatted down to piss and a security guard walked by and grabbed her by the arm and dragged her away, she was still pissing. No struggle was put up, it was as if she wanted to get kicked out

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