My partner and I shrugged off Thursday night's dew with the drag of seasoned Midwesterners. The drizzle that flecked our heads mattered little as Off Broadway's familiar vestibule came within sight sooner than we had hoped. As the day slinked toward darkness like a panther into the jungle's underbelly, we inhaled deep. We were feet from the day's completion as Santah's sounds pursued the night's attention.
LouFest returned to Forest Park's Central Field for its fourth year on September 7 and 8.
The walk up to the LouFest's gates -- austere and reminiscent of the devices used to bottle up manic thoroughbreds before the race -- was dotted with satellite festival-goers with salt and pepper manes and swollen coolers.
After a essay writing service show in Des Moines, Ia., Kyle Henderson, 24-year-old front man of indie-rock band Desert Noises, tries to wake up for his 2 p.m. interview with some late afternoon breakfast in his hotel. It wasn't for another few hours that he and the gang would have to be in Lincoln, Neb. for the next gig at the Bourbon Theatre, so there was no rush.