There is much to do and see and eat and smell at Lollapalooza, a seemingly endless expanse of diverse attractions and concessions smacked improbably in the center of a major metropolis that offers surprises at every turn. Or, you can park your keester in one spot all day and let the entertainment come to you. Welcome to Lazypalooza.

The Sony Bloggie stage seemed to have the best potential for a sedentary Saturday afternoon — it’s in a relatively lush corner of Grant Park and had bands we wanted to see anyway. Plus, it’s fun to say “Bloggie.”

1:03 PM: With two albums called Free Drugs and Hippies, the Austin, Texas trio Harlem are perfectly engineered for festival work. Good humor, bare-bones Nuggets-y garage rock, constant energy as singers Michael Coomers and Curtis O’Hara switch off between guitar and drums. Despite the obscenely early (for young rock bands, anyway) hour, nothing sounded any more shambling than it was designed to, yet the band cut their set short one song, followed by Coomers tweeting, “That sucked.” Not sure what the problem was, looked like good, ragged fun to me.

1:48 PM: Grant Park has some drainage issues. All of Chicago’s mosquitoes are also spending their Lazypalooza at the Sony Bloggie stage.

1:50 PM: Does leaving the immediate premises to get a giant pulled pork sandwich and chocolate cream pie milkshake constitute a violation of Lazypalooza restrictions? Hoping not.

2:16 PM: Lollapalooza is kind of a sausage party, and that’s only partially because of Chicago’s fine tradition of hot dog and bratwurst stands. One of the few, if not the only band here with an all-female lineup, L.A.’s Warpaint draw out heavy-psych jams that don’t sound much like the Black Crowes album of the same name. Actress Shannyn Sossaman used to play drums, and her sister Jenny Lindberg is still the singer-bassist. The more you know!

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