PHOTOS: RICHIE DOWNS & CLARISSA VILLONDO | Since the days of Woodstock, the big destination rock festivals for years only occurred in England, Europe, and other exotic places. In the past decade or two, though, there has been a concentrated effort to create big annual music festivals tied to specific U.S. locales: Bonnaroo in Tennessee, Coachella in California, the Austin City Limits in Texas, the Lollapallooza setting shop in Chicago. New Orleans and Newport kept their distinction with their particular styles of music. Now every city seems to have its own fest, from Philly’s Made in America to Atlanta’s Shaky Knees and Dover’s Firefly.
And now so does D.C.
The first Landmark Music Festival occurred the last weekend in September while another music festival was going on in New York, the Global Citizen thing with Beyonce and Pearl Jam. Compared to that, the Landmark wasn’t a landmark at all; it was scarcely a blip. Its headliners were Drake and The Strokes and having spent most of their money on those, they apparently didn’t have a big pile of money left for the rest of the dozens of acts.
Either that, or I have much less tolerance for mediocrity than I once had, especially when you have to walk a quarter-mile back and forth between stages desperate to see something, anything good to hear (it’s not like turning the channel, believe me). Landmark, brought to you by the people who brought you Lollapallooza and other big annual fests, did seem to be very well-organized from past experiences elsewhere. So in addition to recordings repeating what to do and where to go at the gate, there were people with loudspeakers greeting you before they repeated where to go at what to do at the gate.