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SXSW

Tuesday, March 23rd, 2010

Man my south by coverage suuuuuuucked.

Sorry about that to anyone who actually cared.  The only time I could write anything was once I made it back to my hotel room, and by that time I had been day-drinking for 10 hours, my feet planed flat by lugging around a 60 pound camera bag all day long.  To recap, here is a list of the non-work bands I (think I) saw at South By Southwest this year in Austin.

Thursday:

Collections of Colonies of Bees – awesome

jj – needs to do more than just sing over her ipod

SALEM – WHAT?

Holy Fuck – fucking amazing.  Most bands should just consult these guys before becoming bands.

Glitch Mob (!) – always great to see edIT doing his “conducting the crowd” dance.

Friday:

Metric – pretty great.  gorgeous lead singer, sounded so much better than the first time I saw them.

MUSE – thanks to the almighty Miles for that one

Tobacco – At the Anticon showcase, with all the requisite weirdness.  Sounded like if Glitch Mob made beats for Sole or something…the people I was with didn’t really like it.

The Very Best – Who were…the very best, even though I had diabetes and the shakes by then.

Saturday:

Fucked Up – Dude never wears a shirt, and thats cool.

Andrew WK – For the first time since Drew and I saw him at The Quest a billion years ago.  He was just as amazing as ever, opening up for Gwar, who I didn’t get to stick around for as it was freezing.  Best thing I saw the whole time though.

Vivi Brown – By accident.  She was playing the Perez Hilton party, which I somehow, for some reason ended up at, wearing an artist badge.  I left after 20 minutes to watch some comedy.  She was actually really impressive though.  Kind of a swing/soul/gnarls barkley type of vibe.

Black Cobra – Metal!!  Even if I only got to see one metal band, I was glad it was those guys, who I had never heard of.  Kind of an updated thrash sound…I think…  all I could really hear was Lone Star sloshing around my brain at that point.  I also ran into MetalSucks Ben for a minute, who is the fucking man.  He introduced me to a friend of his who worked at Relapse Records, which is where 15 year old me has wanted to work his entire life.  15 year old me hates 27 year old me.

DJ Quik – Second best thing I saw.  He brought out Bone Thugs to do a few songs, which was even more amazing.  Bizzie was conspicuously absent, probably somewhere knife-fighting with the public school system or something.

So yeah, all that happened.  I spent my entire time in Austin drunk and eating mexican food, bratwurst, hot dogs, barbecue, basically whatever was in front of my face.  I almost shit my pants 3 times.  Thats 3 times more than my lifetime average.  I spent my mornings shooting our bands, and my nights running around like a fool trying to cram as much music in as possible.  My feet have never hurt more in my entire life.  I’ve never been offered more swag in my  entire life.  Most every drink or meal was free thanks to the same people who gave out the swag.  Swag littered the streets – by Saturday there were cases of energy drinks and CD samplers strewn all over the streets.  Our bands are great.  Its fantastic to hang out with the new bands who still appreciate their position and don’t take it for granted.  I spent a ton of money at Flatstock, the big poster convention there, and at Third Man Records, the store set up by Jack White of the White Stripes.  Every dollar I spent there was spent on something great and extremely limited.  I tried for three days to get a bacon bloody mary, only to be thwarted by high demand and diminishing supply.  When I finally tasted it, there was no bacon-infused vodka and my body was violently rejecting alcohol, so it was underwhelming.  I ached when I went to bed, and ached when I woke up.  Chairs were sacred spaces and I would have shanked someone for a seat on more than one occasion.

It was awesome.  I hope I can go back next year.

I’m in LA now, working out of our offices in Beverly Hills.  Its great to be working again, maintaining some normalcy.  After this I’m going to Vegas.

Liveblogging?: South By Southwest Part 2

Friday, March 19th, 2010

Whoooossssaaaahhh.

Today was much better.  Spent most of the day following around the guys from New Politics, who are, for lack of a better word..new.  They sound like Rage Against The Machine working with Dinosaur Jr…

We filmed a bunch of hilarity with the guys (seriously sweet guys) then i ditched the camera rig at a co-workers hotel room and hit up The Mohawk to see Collections of Colonies of Bees, SALEM, jj, and Holy Fuck.  COCOB and Holy Fuck were fan-fuckin-tastic, the rest… not so much.

Then it was Street Sweeper Social Club, who I wrote a terrible review about in Metropop.  They were better live, but the best part was that edIT and glitch mob were playing after them.  After talking to the crew from Warner (also, amazing fuckin guys) I got to enjoy edIT and two other dudes.

I loved not having a camera attached to my face today.  These are the worst blog updates ever.

Also, this is the best thing i’ve seen in the last 45 minutes.

Liveblogging?: South By Southwest Day 1

Thursday, March 18th, 2010

Crash landing in my suburban hotel after a weird day of rushing, stressing, flying, and fighting with packer fans over “The Favre Move”.

So I’m at South By Southwest (or Douce by Douchewest, as one of my bosses calls it), for the first time ever.  To put it quickly (I need to get to bed …like now), South by Southwest is like spring break for the music industry.  Bands, panels, day-drinking, the whole nine.

I’m here to shoot bands for my labels – RCA, Jive, Columbia, Epic.  Today I schlepped a hundred pound camera around on a mad dash to find HDV tapes, barely making it to my only real assignment – a handshake party for the RCA artists and college marketing kids.  After some drunken interviews with our artists, we headed to a showcase, featuring the very same artists we interviewed.

Showcase was a total debacle.  They billed it as a hip-hop show…kind of, with our guys setting things up for a late night BUN B (the living half of the legendary UGK) performance.  Needless to say, the timing of the show COMPLETELY fell apart (as hip-hop shows are wont to do…they cal it “hip hop time” in the biz), and our guys didn’t go on until the crowd started chanting for Bun B to take the stage.  So our guys got booed offstage while their management almost got into fistfights over the situation backstage.  The boo-ing actually made them play harder though, so I commend them for it.  But Bun B was in motherfucking DALLAS the whole time, so no one would have seen him play, no matter how hard they booed.

Anyway, it was a weird day, and I’m looking forward to having things more planned out tomorrow.  Today was a mess, tomorrow will be better.  Also, Jordan (my label contact) and I got approached by a guy, appropo of nothing, who wanted to talk about how much he hated Brett Favre for switching to the Vikings.  He showed us his poorly sketched Packers tattoo and demanded that we film him ranting.  He was so pissed off and so huge that I was certain he was going to beat my ass for being from Minnesota.  He actually turned out to be really cool…and he demanded that I post his rant online so he can “blow it up on facebook”.  So…that will happen soon.

See y’allz tomorrow.