Friday, March 20th
——Japan Night @ Elysium——
Parenthetical Girls 12 @ Habana Calle 6
The Mae Shi 12:30 @ Emo’s Outside
Health 1 @ Habana Calle 6
Titus Andronicus 1:30 @ Habana Calle 6
Oh No! Oh My! 1:45 @ Creekside Lounge
Mirah 1:50 pm @ Domy Books
The Death Set, Mika Miko, Finally Punk, Tyvek 2-5 @ 902 E. Cesar Chavez
The Mae Shi 2 @ Habana Calle 6
The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart 2:00 pm @ Emo’s inside
American Analog Set 2:30 @ Club Deville
DD/MM/YYYY 2:30 @ 5000′s House
School Of Seven Bells 3:00 pm @ Emo’s Inside
Deer Tick 3:00 @ Ms. Bea’s
Horse Feathers 3:20 @ Red Eyed Fly
The Thermals 3:30 pm @ Club Deville
Themselves 3:45 @ The Side Bar 602 E 7th
Cursive 4:00 pm @ End of an Ear
The Tallest Man On Earth 4 @ SESAC Day Stage Cage Austin Convention Venter
When Dinosaurs Ruled The Earth 4 @ 5000′s House
Tara Jane Oneal 4:20 @ Domy Books
The Hold Steady 4:30 @ Club Deville
Dark Meat, The Mae Shi, Pre, PoPo 5-7 @ 902 E. Cesar Chavez
Gentleman Jesse & His Men 5 @ Longbranch inn
Deer Tick 5:15 @ Side Bar
Abe Vigoda 5:30 @ Ms Beas
Tallest Man On Earth 5:30 @ French Legation
Third Eye Blind 6 @ Austin Convention Center (Lone Star Lounge)
These Are Powers 9:30 @ Club Deville
School Of Seven Bells 10pm @ Radio Room
Maps & Atlases 10:10 @ Karma Lounge
The Airborne Toxic Event 11pm @ Aces Lounge
The Geeks 11pm @ Agave
The Pains Of Being Pure at Hear 11pm @ Emo’s Jr
Mirah 11pm @ Antone’s
The Hold Steady 12 @ Mohawk Patio
David Thomas Broughton 12am @ 18th Floor Hilton Garden
Pelican 1am @ Emos Annex
Crystal Antlers 1am @ Flamingo Cantina
Deer Tick 1am @ Haban Bar Backyard
Asobi Seksu 1am @ Haba Calle 6 Patio
Cursive 1 am @ Radio Room
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Back from the AM shows. I’m not totally sure the best way to cover this thing so I’m throw in briefs of everything I have so far and try to do the same on my twitter and on here through my phone.
After Ani got “death metal tacos” we spent about an hour in line at Maggie Mae’s for our first of many many Mae-Shi shows. (Things I learned at SXSW 1 – Standing in line is unnecessary in the mornings. It offers no benefit to you whatsoever.)
(Who we saw in 25 words or less)
Black Gold – Indie pop, a genre that is categorically stupid. They sound like they want to be in ads. Additionally, they are on Red Bull records. (WHAT?)
LOVVERS – OHMYGODTHISBANDISAWESOME. The lead singer looks like Jason Mewes if he listened to a bunch of smell bands. He consistently harassed photographers. Rampant Post-punk. (UPDATE: They also did a waaves cover. This blows my mind. Who covers that band?)
The Mae-Shi – Awesome. No duh. Played half the set laying on the ground in the middle of the crowd. 8-bit-apocalypse-thrash-power-pop. SO COOL.
Showering now and heading to The Thermals, Yoni Wolf, Titus Andronicus, Deer Tick, Ulrich Schnauss, Bitshifter (+more 8 bit), Yoni Wolf again and Themselves.
Televison’s own nasal-voiced chef-ette Rachel Ray recently announced the guest list for her food party, held at Austin-based music festival SXSW. Performers include the Airborne Toxic Event, the Hold Steady, the Thermals, Ra Ra Riot and the New York Dolls, among others.
Ray told Pitchfork:
“Some of the bands are new to me, like the Thermals and Semi Precious Weapons, but I sincerely love all of them. I’m a huge Hold Steady fan! Seriously. And I love Bob Schneider. Austin is my favorite city outside of New York, I just love how they do things, and the spirit of it.”
Ray will serve up the down-home cooking at Austin’s Maggie Mae’s on March 21 from 12 p.m. to 5 p.m.
After the band name bonanza, I decided to see A Place to Bury Strangers again… this time making sure to arrive early enough for a good spot. They played in the Cedar Street Courtyard, where Islands performed a couple days earlier. There I saw one of greatest moments of the festival (in my humble opinion). Having broken a string, guitarist Oliver Ackermann started slinging his guitar to the floor. Check it out:
Tokyo Police Club and British Sea Power both put on great sets. I wasn’t much of a British Sea Power fan before, but after hearing a good majority of their new album Do You Like Rock Music? live, I was impressed. It’s definitely an album to check out.
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After almost a week of waking up to throbbing ears and worse, throbbing headaches, it’s time for some hardcore hibernation.But first, a final list: Things I Learned.1) Count on lines. There’s a rough equivalency of people in line to quality… of anything. Bands, food, even taxi cabs (too few when you want them)… that is unless you, like some people we saw, jump into the middle of the road. Note: their plan was successful.2) Plan what shows you want to see, and have an ordered list of backup plans. This includes having a map at all times and a general idea of where each venue is located.3) Get started early. It’s the one thing I regret, but hey, that’s a tough one. That’s it. It was an amazing four days. BE SURE to check out The Hatchet after break for final coverage.
Watch my interview and SXSW showcase footage with Bay Area hip-hop artist Lyrics Born, and look out for the accompanying print coverage coming to The Scene in our special SXSW issue on March 27.
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After Okkervil River, we headed to see The Raveonettes. The line at the venue was enormous, at least 100 people waiting. Luckily there was a sort of back door entrance. Unluckily only one of us made it. So while Brendan got through, I tried “plan b”: running to see random bands with totally awesome names. Heading to The Beauty Bar to see The Homosexuals, I expected a show of fabulous proportions. I couldn’t have been more wrong. The Homosexuals, as it turns out, were a British punk band from the late 70s. Apparently hugely influential at the time, they fell into obscurity over the years, having built themselves almost entirely on the strength of their live performances. Their one LP was released 12 years after they formed. Now rediscovered cult favorites, they’ve reformed and put on a blistering set. Even at 57, frontman Bruno Wizard channeled Johnny Rotten, giving the whole show a sense of it being a living, cultural artifact.
Next, I saw The Bloody Beetroots… a band name I couldn’t pass on. Turns out they were an Italian electro-punk duo. Dressed in WWF-style masks, they got the place hopping. But to be honest, I was a little disappointed by their flirtation with techno cliches, but then again maybe my ignorance of the genre just kept me from appreciating what subtleties they may have had. I ended the spree with Mexican indie pop group Hello Seahorse!, since I’m a firm believer that exclamation marks in a band name and good music go hand-in-hand. Hello Seahorse! was, of course, no exception. The one big shock: they closed with a cover of the Pixies’ “Where Is My Mind,” ending when they forgot the lyrics… at the chorus! I didn’t know that was possible.
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Among the hordes of hipsters, bands, and industry elites, there were quite a few spectacles. Favorites:
3) It’s-your-birthday-chick: Some girl dressed as a slutty Catholic schoolgirl chased me, asking over and over and over, “Is it your birthday? Is it your birthday?” I told her “No,” but wished her luck. Finally she left, but not before saying “You should have said yes!” Obviously, I’m glad I didn’t… she had two huge guys with her anyway.
2) Musical (wheel)Chairs: A Hoveround that made music as it drove past… like a one-man-band on wheels. Cooler than a band playing on top of a van (also present). Less cool than a motorized vehicle powered by music (a not-yet-but-should-be-invented alternative energy source).
1) Real, live leprechauns: It wasn’t even St. Patrick’s Day yet, but two little people decked in green strutted down 6th Street. Though probably a (exploitive) marketing gimmick, I’d like to think SXSW was the pot of gold.
Surprisingly, it’s not that bad. Even with highs of 84, the low humidity lets the thousands of hipsters here continue to wear tight jeans and leather jackets. In other words, we’ve seen remarkable few cut-off jorts. That said, I’m heading in town now, hopefully catching a photography show before I start the night. Autumne de Wilde is showcasing unreleased photographs of Elliott Smith. Exciting!
After the comedy tent, we headed over to see Be Your Own Pet. They kicked off in a rampage. Singer Jemina Pearl, dressed in war paint, shook all over the stage, bumping into her bandmates. They played so loud and hard in the first two songs–only seven or so minutes into it–they blew their mics. After twenty minutes, the power was fixed, and unfazed, the band came back on stage in a rampage. It’s something of a battered point, by now, to speak of their age, but really, it’s still stands out as their most refreshing point. Their still kids, and that’s the greatest part of their shows. They’re incredibly energetic and fun, and seeing them live, well it’s like adventurous. (Click ‘more’ for more music and video after the jump!)
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