Lady sitting next to me: "ACL is too much of an endurance test".
And the prize for whiniest band goes to.......THE KILLS. The heat was killing them, and apparently they've never done a daytime show, so "Hotel" wanted to give out the number to their agent so we would call between the hours of 2am and 4am and ask him why the fuck they were playing during the daytime. Last words of their set: "Stay Out Of The Sun". One twitter message from the local paper said something along the lines of "I wonder what it would take for the Kills not to wear black. maybe 94 degrees would do it." At one point Alison said "My feet are on fire".