Witty banter would mean nothing without stellar music to back it up, and fortuately, Mumford & Sons have continued to deliver on that mark. Their performance is tight, without skipped beats or botched notes, but not so polished as to feel inauthentic.

If you're looking for me this week, I'll be on my Mumford Midwest Mini-Roadtrip. (I can't think of another word with M. Migration, maybe?)

I am having a love/hate relationship with this year's Lollapalooza schedule. It's not like last year, where I was able to fill every inch of my day with bands. But maybe that's a good thing -- more time for aimlessly wandering from stage to stage, more opportunities to discover something new. Here's where you're most likely to find me this year: