
Photo from the House of Blues in New Orleans by Josh Brasted.
Immediately after our Australian tour we flew to Las Vegas, which was a pretty incredible way to experience returning to what is supposed to be your "home country." Las Vegas is a complicated place and our feelings regarding it are similarly complicated. We love its absurdity. We love Ronald's Donuts (link). We love the kids of Pan De Sal and their surrounding anarcho-political dance party milieu. We love the buffet at the Wynn. Criss Angel's collaborative bowel movement with Cirque du Soleil, which is contractually obligated to be infecting the Vegas showscape for the next ten years: not so much.
After Las Vegas, we departed on a two-week run of the East, Midwest, and South with Charlift, almost exactly one year after we'd seen them last.
We first met Chairlift on a rainy April night in 2008, when we played together at Bard College's SMOG garage-cum-venue. It was love at first sight, and we told you about how much we loved their song Planet Health on this very blog, as well as every person we encountered in the following days while their parting gift of a burned CD was in our possession. Since then they've released and re-released an album, landed a song in an iPod commercial, and generally become Big Time Ballers (BTBs). We had so much fun on tour with them that we took practically zero pictures or video. Instead, perhaps, we shall just describe a few memorable moments as best we can.
Memorable moments:
A sweaty, packed, fantastic show at Schuba's in Chicago that really set the tone for the whole tour. Claire was later described as a "Wiccan Annie Lennox" in Venus magazine's review of the show. We ask you: isn't Annie Lennox already the Wiccan Annie Lennox? Also, we did Da Stanky Legg:
At our St. Louis show, Chairlift's manager Molly turned 25 and we celebrated by throwing chocolate cake in everyone's faces, inviting everyone to come dance on stage and then for an hour after the show, and running around like idiots in the Washington University basement. Below, behold Jona's homage dance to Molly's birthday.
Spray-painting the inside of a Houston apartment and freestyling with the whole Chairlift crew and their super-nice new friend Solange Knowles.
Our first-ever rooftop hot tub party after our show in New Orleans. BTB!
City after city, time after time, let it be known that Chairlift burns the candle at both ends. We love you, guys.
Love,
YACHT
P.S. My Dude.

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