Bands of Gold

Some places are meant to be exactly where they are. The Vic Theater in Chicago, at the corner of Belmont and Sheffield avenues, is one of those places in the world where bands come to briefly gather their own around them.

The band that will play tonight is a band that loves being a band. You can tell because two 40-foot buses and one 50-foot truck arrived on the street outside the Vic this morning, a half day before they play and a good 8 hours before they needed to be there.

Nine people unloaded the truck, some 45 items, on wheels. Most were the size of ovens, some the size of refrigerators and few bigger than that. Gear, I’d guess: amps, wardrobe, lights, maybe someone’s recliner, who knows?

Tomorrow, they will go away, go somewhere else. Tonight their pop-up world will be inhabited. It will rock. It will rock. It will rock.

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About Mrs. Fitz

Hello! I'm Michele Fitzpatrick, a Chicago writer. Like our town, a work in progress. As a journalist, teacher and writing coach I think all of us live our stories and sharing them creates moments that remind us we're connected. And that is enough.
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