DAY 1 - 3/10
Trudy’s. Our British guest Stephanie: “I’m going to get coronary heart failure.”
Spiderhouse. Trying Chartreuse for the first time, inspired by this: http://blog.moviefone.com/2011/01/05/bill-murray-karaoke/
DAY 2 - 3/11
We mistook the Asian boy for 12yo Justus Williams (youngest chess master ever) because “that other kid looked older than all of us.” “Maybe it’s a conspiracy.”
Human phone charger.
Buffalo Exchange fashion.
Line for Frank Warren.
Reminded me of my bro for some reason.
“l hope that God will read this card.”
Pedicabs upping their game.
Shiner + Kerbey queso.
DAY 3 - 3/12
The wonderfully beautiful Krystal: “I saw this and thought of you.” Thank you madame!
Frost bank tower gets dolled up for the night.
Carl risking his life for his bike.
DAY 4 - 3/13
The Naked Cowboy was in town.
A band that asked us for weed.
DAY 5 - 3/14
Badgeless, I knew I’d be missing all-time favorite Andrew Bird that night but assured myself with the thought of Coachella coming up in a few weeks. It hit home when the last customer of the day bought this:
Warhol keeping an eye on us.
Oui oui still a Francophile so missing the France Rocks showcase was not an option. Broke a sweat for YELLE…
…and Yan Wagner!
As I was leaving Mohawk, I heard something that lead to this thought process: “Is that ‘Tables and Chairs’?? Holy shit Andrew Bird’s still playing!” *starts half walking half running to Stubb’s* My reaction was probably a variation of these…
…and I’m sure I scared anyone who noticed.
The door guy stopped me as I tried to sneak past him. I said “I was just in there”, he checked my ID to verify I was 21, and voila! Found myself standing in front of the only artist/person I’ve ever written a fan letter to and got to hear Fake Palindromes.
“Too sick” to meet with fans, Mr. Bird took refuge but Martin Dosh was nice enough to take a fan’s setlist for him to sign. Best closing lines of a setlist ever:
DAY 6 - 3/15
Belinda inviting me to her friend’s co-op gig only to find that I knew someone in the band as well. Night Court. You rocked Meggie!
PureVolume House. Gratuitous consumption of Japanese beer, vodka, coconut water & promo swag.
Giant vending machine.
Fader Fort. More free alcohol consumption. (FAC)
Miss Ana Calderon.
East Austin style parking lot:
Woodie Awards for some more FAC, free condoms…
…and free noms.
Chiddy Bang after someone in the crowd handed him a joint: “I see y’all are staying medicated.”
Watching fun. solely to hear “We Are Young.” You know you love it.
First time trying Salt Lick. Believe the hype.
Steve Aoki ft. Lil Jon.
Birthday cakes, champagne, insanity.
DAY 7 - 3/16
L-town lovelies pay a visit! The MMS in B-JAMMS reunited.
Awesome gift from Stephanie.
We’re the healthiest 20-somethings you’ll ever meet.
DAY 8 - 3/17
Rooney Mara shooting Lawless right next to us. Made eyes at her despite my heterosexuality.
We love us some LCD Soundsystem + Hot Chip.
Random dancing man.
This being the first time I worked during SxSw, lack of sleep made me come really close to calling it an early night. But it being the last day, decided against it and went over to Mohawk…after witnessing a hit & run on the east side.
THIS was the reason I was even more glad I toughed it out…
…and she was not exaggerating. I was in shock…cause that’s what happens when you’re comfortably resting on the floor with your friends at a show, then the door you’re sitting next to opens and Jack White casually strolls in as if he’s not JACK-FUCKING-WHITE.
We spent the next couple of hours worrying about whether or not to approach him (we didn’t) and amazed that we were simply hanging out in the same vicinity as him. He was there to see Black Belles btw.
Vice party. Open bar. Leon double fisting.
3+ trips to the bar to get screwdrivers & PBRs was not a wise decision. Vertigo is most unkind.
A$AP Rocky brawl.
Then Pooneh, Leon & I simultaneously fell asleep in the Whataburger drive-thru. It was a long week y’all.
Thank god that’s over.
Still…can’t wait for 2013!