March 20, 2007
OMG YOU GUYS, I HAVE SO MANY NEW PICS FOR MY MYSPACE!!!!
Clever.
More pics after the Dr. J
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March 19, 2007
Make Money, Money, Take Money, Money, Mon-ey!
Shit went down.
Every year SXSW ends with the super-huge, super-secret Vice Magazine after-party blowout that runs until 5am. Problem is, it's never that huge and certainly never that secret. And usually the rumors about who's supposed to be performing (ZZ Top, Ghostface) never pan out.
This year there were several rumors floating around the conference that the whole thing had just been canceled outright. It was...until they rescheduled it at a gorgeous Elks Lodge overlooking the city. The location change didn't seem to hinder attendance, however, as everyone and their brother (including a very meterosexual, very drunnnnnnnk Joe Simpson. Yeah. Jessica's Baptist minister dad) seemed to high tail it to the thing even before the last bands unplugged at their official showcases.
Walking into the lodge, party goers were handed tiny baggies of what looked like cocaine, which seemed odd considering many of Austin's finest were working security at the event. Turns out it was powdered sugar (and, yes, seeing hipsters snort powdered sugar in the bathroom, only to overhear them complain about it later is just as hilarious as it sounds).
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Things I Know For Sure After SXSW07
Even if you don't go to see music at SXSW, it will come to you. And, yes, this band's name is "Girl Fart."
>> No matter how hungry you are, Wendy’s chili @ 3am is not a good idea.
>> With a SXSW badge, many waits are manageable.
>> This whole beard thing doesn’t seem to be slowing down.
>> When it’s free, Dewars and Sprite isn’t that bad a drink choice.
>> David Cross is funnier than I’d previously thought.
>> BBQ for breakfast…I should do it more often.
>> Neck tattoos are less a fashion choice and more a way of life.
>> The crew at Bix 3 Publicity are really great, genuine people.
>> Clockclean er is Philly’s best band, hands down.
>> SXSW is as much about free booze as it is music.
>> SXSW is to coke dealers as the Super Bowl is to hookers and spousal abuse.
>> Austin’s airport is really nice.
>> I love music.
>> I hate music.
>> Whoever edits the video @ Philebrity.tv deserves a raise. They actually made it look as though people showed up to their 2nd Annual Philly Jawn party.
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March 17, 2007
Exclusive: Wayne Coyne Quits Flaming Lips To Take Gig At Tonight Show.
"A spoonful weighs a ton, Jay."
Just kidding. But if you caught the Tonight Show last night (I didn't), you may have seen a bit where Wayne Coyne of the Flaming Lips introduced the breakout stars of SXSW, a few street musicians who are funny, I guess, because the drummer played on a tiny, tiny kit.
Anyone that's ever seen the Lips' Fearless Freaks knows that Coyne is one of the most humble, creative and geniunely good guys working in music, and even though Leno is garbage, it's nice to see a guy like Coyne be asked to do something like this.
For his part, Coyne was quite the professional, nailing his introduction of the band in two tries. When Conan O'Brien takes over for Leno, you think there's a chance Coyne might take over Late Night? Yeah, me neither.
A YouTube clip of some (no doubt) unused footage plus a blurry picture of Coyne are after the Jumplius Caesar.
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David Tumey, Street Comedian
Ladies and gentleman, the next Dane Cook.
Wait in enough lines at SXSW and you're bound to see David Tumey, street comedian, working his hustle. Tumey's gig is this: He's got eight of the most "filthy, disgusting, mind blowing jokes ever told" in that Prednisone soaked brain ("I'm on 80mg right now!") of his and he can tell them all in two minutes. That is, if you agree to "bless him" with a tiny bit of green.
I'd seen him work a few lines and knew my personal show with him was just a matter of time, so I spent the two minutes and two dollars it took to witness his act and am a better man for it.
That last part is a lie. Truth is, I could barely understand a word he said (eight jokes + two minutes + 80mg + the alcohol on his breath = "I heard a couple dirty words.").
Anyway, one "filthy, disgusting" (and offensive) joke I did understand and two more pictures of this rapidly rising star are after the orange Jumplius. Trust me, it's not worth it.
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March 16, 2007
This Moment In Black History: Why Aren't They Huge?
That white guy is not in the band.
I've loved Cleveland, Ohio's, This Moment in Black History for quite awhile now. A couple years ago, in fact, their Cleveland Finger EP was the only thing I listened to for months. People began to worry.
Last night the band played two shows, and I stopped by their 1am freakout at the Creekside, a comfortable new(ish) bar with a lovely outdoor patio (prevalent in Austin since the smoking ban) that overlooks a picturesque babbling brook etched into a picturesque tiny hill.
The patio was packed, in part because this was not an official SXSW showcase, meaning no wristbands, badges or long waits required. It was free to boot, and every Austinite, mad as hell that South by overruns their city for a week each year, came out to show their support.
They should've stayed home.
The patio, packed as it was, brought the ire of the fire marshall who threatened to shut the show down if Creekside's management didn't clear a signifcant number of people out. They did so by offering half price beer inside.
This did the trick as roughly 3/4 of the patio headed inside for suds. No word yet as to how an outdoor patio located next to a body of water could ever be hit up with a fire hazard, but then again I happen to think the whole "fire hazard" thing is an elaborate rous set up by the Man to shut down whatever He likes at will (I'm a conspiracy nut like that).
The drunks that left the patio missed out, TMIBH smoked their live set, playing a few new (amazing!) songs along the way, a whipass cover of the Pagans' "Boy, Can I Dance!" and treating those that stayed to a rant about how Nicogel is making a push to have this be their year at SXSW (seriously...there are Nicogel girls here just giving the stuff away by the handful, and people seem to be talking about the stuff more than this year's festival breakouts Peter, Bjorn and John).
Click past the jump to see a picture of TMIBH guitarist Buddy Akita, who plays better than you.
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I Just Don't Eat Very Well
And after this I had another.
SXSW just wouldn't be the same if it were held in, say, Pieora, Illinois. The reason? Food. Austin does two things culinary very well: Mexican and BBQ. Oh, and the Hot Dog King (pictured above) is a mega-jam too.
In the morning the entire festival flocks to Austin's legendary Tamale House 2, a (guessing here) 50 square foot hole in the wall that makes some of the most out of this world and oh-so-affordable breakfast tacos (.80 cents a piece) your tongue will ever have the pleasure of meeting.
They also do a bang up job on a Mexican version of Frito pie (see a pic after the J), but my mouth is watering so we should move on.
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