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About Chicago

Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t glamorizin’ it. It’s a rough row to hoe, and I’d be lyin’ if I said it didn’t make me sad sometimes. Them gals deal with creeps, cold nights, and worse’n a barrel of snakes. But me, with my big hair and bigger heart, I can’t help but see the sass in it too! Like, “Honey, I’m workin’ harder’n a one-legged man in a butt-kickin’ contest!”—that’s what I’d say if I was one! Ha! Sarcasm’s my shield, y’all.

The epic journey of Canada’s last (and only) reindeer

Caribou ; Trophy Tree · ; XXL Bone Bracket® · ; Big Hooker® Long Arm · ; Big Hooker® Short Arm ·

Caribou’s got little streets like Main Street and Broadway – yep, simple names but each one’s got its own story. I always have a good time floatin’ down Maple Ave near the old mill park. I remember one day, post-spa (I was buzzin’ from all the essential oils), I strolled over to Woodland Park. That place? Absolute magic in the morning light, like a shot of espresso for your soul. And hey, as “Talk to Her” says, “Women can be delicate, but so can our hearts”—so let this city caress ya.

Every Caribou Studio Album, Ranked