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We're going to go ahead and say our favorite act of the night was Chicago's babyface savior, Chance the Rapper. And judging by the crowd's outpouring of adoration, we're not alone.
He could have easily carried his own headline performance, and though we wish we had a more direct line to the Social Experiment tour, nothing can downplay the feels we experienced singing "Everybody's Something."
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Maybe it was because we're such Chance fans, or maybe it was the five or six drinks, but we can hardly remember what the hell SBTRKT even did. It sounded to us like he just played a bunch of what you can hear anyone else play. But obviously, he did it with a cool mask on.
We were disappointed. And if that makes us sound like glib assholes. Well, what else is new?
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Closing out the night was the man in the suit with the darkest of beats and the blackest of lungs. France's shadowy gentleman, Gesaffelstein, put in that work, and he didn't give one shit that it was raining.
He probably prefers rain, because he's such a gloomy Gus Ges.
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The set was live, so it was both audibly and intellectually impressive. He played through all his nighttime hits. And kind of just by being there, he brought the old Castle feeling back.
Sure, he was doing Count Dracula in a broad, open space, but if we squinted through the falling water and looked at the lights, it was kind of like huge spires hovered around us.
Or we were drunk. It doesn't matter. Great success.
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