Outside Lands took place this past weekend in San Francisco's Golden Gate Park, which happens to be situated next to the neighborhood that I grew up in. The festival was a homecoming of sorts -- I watched Wilco, Tame Impala, Elton John, and St. Vincent perform on the field that I used to play soccer on; Laura Marling, Benjamin Booker, and Natalie Prass in the meadow where we held my elementary school birthday barbecues. Festivals often feel huge and anonymous and indifferent to location, but this one was an intimate experience, and unlike Lollapalooza or Pitchfork Fest with their wild Chicago weather conditions, the climate in San Francisco was temperate and tolerable, making the weekend entirely drama-free for festival-goers. I didn't see every set, which makes this a list of "great" moments rather than "best" moments. If you were there and caught something I missed, recount your favorite experience in the comments below.
