SXSW Day 3

I’ll say it again…H.S.I.F! (Holy Shit It’s Friday!)

Need I say we got a late start on Friday?

After a day with Puma and day with New Balance and seeing several others in their boots & wishing I was in mine, I decided to give my gals a shot. So glad I brought them, it was like comfort food for the souls of my feet! Again, I should've trusted my own instincts. Oh well, I got 2 new pairs of sneakers out of the deal.

After the disappointment of finding that we were too late to get SXXpress passes to see Hole at The Dirty Dog, as well as most other venues, we went straight to Casino el Camino for huge jalepeno burgers & some much needed Bloody Mary’s. This is where Fletch decided he wanted to do the It’s True photo shoot the next day.

Speaking of It’s True, that’s where we headed next. A crowd formed outside the open window of BD Riley’s. Adam Hawkins has a voice that will take you many places. He’s a crooner with a dreamy voice one minute & the next he’s down on the ground attacking his guitar strings with such angst. All the guys seem to have a mutual appreciation, understanding & goal.

Fletch & I headed to Stubb’s & waited in line for another one of my favorites, new wave rock band, Metric. I so love Emily Haines & her infectious side to side head-shaking. I danced my butt off & almost shook my head off. The next hour was lost.  Like I said, we partied like rock stars. The next day we were informed that we missed a secret show by Muse right after Metric at Stubb’s. Damn! So close. I’m not too keen on the whole secret show thing. I didn’t keep any secrets from SXSW when I gave them my credit card # so they could charge me an arm & a leg for my music badge and I really don’t feel they should be keeping secrets from me.

 

We then headed to Wave for the guitar-driven indie rock of Omaha band Little Brazil, where we got to see Oliver working the drums instead of drumming up trouble. They put on a good show. More quick chats with Omaha friends, then Fletch & I went separate ways. Fletch headed to Barbarella for Son Lux.

I was thinking Son Volt which I don’t care for so I fast walked the 10 exhausting blocks to meet up with Jesse & Sarah and Johnny Kotchian. Quasi was playin’ & I wasn’t feelin’ it. I know they’re good but at that moment they were just another indie rock band. So I headed 10 blocks back to where Fletch was & realized that it was Son Lux, which I do like, but by then had no energy to do anything but sit my ass on a hard to come by barstool and enjoy the beautiful chaotic sounds & trippy lights.

We used any street but 6th to get to the next venue. The locals were out in full force on Friday & it was tough gettin' around. Caught a bit of Th’ Legendary Shack Shakers as we passed BD Riley’s on our way to Maggie Mae’s for Band of Skulls. In this photo, Russell Marsden  & Emma Richardson look like a Band of Hair. They are entertaining great up front. Matt Hayward on drums was just as entertaining. I loved it! They were awesome & full of heavy driving guitar rock and packed with energy.

Shuttle, home, bed.