A man cannot live on indie rock alone. So it’s with great pleasure that I look forward each year to the DC101 Chili Cookoff. It’s the unofficial start of summer and the kick off to the concert festival season. Yes, the lineup doesn’t exactly skew to what I imagine is on a typical DCist reader’s iPod, but the vibe at the show is always second to none; great food, copious amounts of alcohol, rowdy fans and crowd surfing galore. Much better than going to a show and standing there with your hands in your pockets the whole time, right? Plus, it’s all for a good cause, with proceeds supporting the National Kidney Foundation. According to the NKF, last year’s Cook-Off raised over $1 million dollars for the foundation.
This year’s event was moved from the cozy confines of the downtown convention center parking lot to the expansive Lot 8 at RFK Stadium. The new venue allowed for many more people than in the past. The 35,000 people that braved the heat and rain on Saturday were almost double the 20,000 capacity at the old venue. RFK provides a considerable increase in space for the show, allowing for more vendors and giving the chili cookoff participants their own section of the parking lot.
There are still a few kinks that need to be worked out. The traffic backup around 2 p.m. was ridiculous, and police directing traffic were few and far between. Confusing signage at the ticket booths also frustrated concert goers. The trailer where I picked up my media pass was emblazoned with two large Will Call signs, but the trailer only had media ticket and credentials, not regular tickets. One of the workers in the trailer spent all of her time directing people to the actual Will Call trailer. Not exactly ideal.
As for the music, Puddle of Mudd played what I assume was the same set they’ve been playing since 2001. Papa Roach’s set sounded like what you might hear if you left a modern rock radio station on in the background for a few hours — but their eyeliner was impressive. Shinedown was very growly and had the most elaborate outfits of the day. Third Eye Blind, the only pop leaning outfit on the bill, had their set cut short by a 30 minute rain delay, forcing them to mark off a few old favorites (“Losing A Whole Year” and “Never Let You Go” among others) from their set list. Nevertheless, they still got a wet audience to crowd surf like their was no tomorrow. Stephen Jenkins and Co. have their moments, but they are a hard band to like. It’s like a great pop band fronted by your least favorite Duke basketball player ever.
But you can count Chris Cooley among their fans. He went out of his way to show his love of the band by making a homemade, handmarkered shirt that said “Third Eye Blind is awesome.” Cooley was among the celebrity judges and local bloggers who helped pick winners in the chili cookoff portion of the event, along with fellow Redskin Reed Doughty, former America’s Next Top Model contestant Sara Albert, Washingtonian’s Catherine Andrews, and DCist’s own Kriston Capps and Andrew Chriss.
