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Sunday, March 22

The official parties and showcases are over and recovery begins for most. However, there’s an annual Sunday gathering for brunch at Opal Devine’s for many of us. I’ve only gone the last two years, back in 1995 (my first SXSW) I wasn’t on the Postcard list yet. And SXSW was a completely different experience back then!

The 17th floor of the hotel had to evacuate at 4:30am. Climbing down 17 flights of stairs in PJs is not exactly what one wants to do at that hour, especially when you’ve only been asleep for a few:

-Um hotel evacuation not cool at 4:30 am #pcfh wish they would let us know whats going on 5:47 AM Mar 22nd from web
-All because some idiot was smoking in their room, we had to walk down 17 flights of stairs grr #pcfh 5:54 AM Mar 22nd from web (the twitter post times, are East Coast time)

I did find it curious that only the 17th floor had the alarm to evacuate. And it’s not one you can sleep through, it’s got a voice along with the bell and is constantly telling you to leave. But what if it had really been an emergency? the 16 floors below us would be ok? anyway….

We had a really great turnout for brunch, and it’s nice to just sit and relax with no where to go, unless your flight is leaving that day! A few left to catch flights, drive home, etc some went to Waterloo a bit early, and a handful of us stayed behind to talk with the Two Cow Garage boys.

A quick visit to Waterloo Records, although I was just along for the fun. By this time in the week, funds are usually way low for me! I went over to Flatstock with Terry & Wendy and wandered around a bit. I tried in vain to find an early birthday or Christmas present for a friend, but just couldn’t decide on something that would work.

took a few hours to relax in the room, pack up my stuff, and then met up at the Driscoll for a drink or two, off to dinner & drinks at ? a place I can’t remember, but was good food & conversation. And one last drink back at the Driscoll. We all said our goodbyes.

Then instead of walking around the block, me, Dave, Donny & Joe went over the front gate on the porch of the Driscoll and I almost broke my ankle hopping down onto the steps, even with assistance from the boys. I walked it off back to the hotel, hoping it would be fine.

Back in the room, I could barely keep my eyes open & had thought about going out for more music, but decided to sleep instead.

the view from the 17th floor:

Another SXSW complete.
I wonder what next year will bring?!

Saturday, March 21

Thankfully, I woke up feeling much better than the previous night. I decided to try and keep it relatively low key in the morning, during the first part of the day. I wanted to go to the Yorkshire party, but I decided to go to the Twangfest party. With such an incredible lineup this year, with many bands on my list in one venue, and the opportunity to spend the last official day with many friends, it wasn’t a hard decision.
A whole bunch of us went over from the hotel, and got there just as Ha Ha Tonka was about to start.

I split time between them and Otis Gibbs, who was playing outside.

A couple of us sat down inside for a bite to eat, and we must have hit the sweet spot because it didn’t take long for food to arrive. Unfortunately, I missed Romantica playing outside, but listened to The Waco Brothers as they started their set. It was strange to be at a table with my back to the stage, but I wouldn’t have been able to see them anyway, plus I know what they look like! once I was finished eating, I did stand up on my chair and snap this photo:

I then went outside to catch Steve Dawson, who had Edward Burch join him for a couple songs. I was the only one who gave a “woo hoo!” at Edward Burch’s mention of Bill Fox. If I recall correctly, they covered a song, but I don’t remember which one.

Back inside for a couple Exene Cervenka songs. I wanted to make certain I didn’t miss a second of Magnolia Summer outside so, I planted myself in a chair right at the front. It was a perfect soundtrack for yet another gorgeous day in sunny Austin.

Slaid Cleaves was starting his set inside just as Magnolia Summer ended theirs. I caught most it, and then hitched a lift with Mike, Meri & Mike to try and catch The Breakers. We missed them, but caught The Homosexuals who were interesting to watch over a quick beer.

From there we moved on to Home Slice Pizza, who’s lineup was WAY behind schedule. seriously behind schedule. Since I didn’t really have anything specific to see, I just hung out with the guys and waited at Home Slice. We were waiting for Jason Lytle to start his set, and I’m not a Granddaddy fanatic, but I dig them well enough. He sounded pretty good and was in relatively good spirits.

this was the best photo I could get:

Mike climbed up on the fence to take some from a better viewpoint, but I wasn’t climbing anything!

After that, we headed back downtown and I took a break to rest at the hotel.

Went over to see Two Cow Garage for a really short set at Creekside, which was a mere block away. My camera battery started to die but not before I got a ton of the boys. My favorite of this set:

I’ve been taking photographs of the Two Cow boys for years, and I’ve learned that I can just shoot and I’ll usually catch something good!

back to the hotel real quick to charge the camera battery for a few minutes, and a few of us were trying to decide the 9pm hour..so I listened to songs from our choices, and when I went to Craig & Brooke’s room, I said as they opened the door: The Little Ones! Which was a good choice, because they said the same thing! A few of us ended up there and the bar was packed. They were A LOT of fun!

I moved on to One Hundred Dollars next and was on my own. I had them on my list, and they were playing just before Marching Band. Marching Band had played a number of times all week and this was my last chance! I LOVE their album from start to finish, and love it so much that I was afraid I might be disappointed at the live show. no matter, their set became a Saturday night MUST SEE!

I felt bad for One Hundred Dollars singer, as she was losing her voice rapidly. poor thing could hardly talk at the end of her set. I had gotten from texts from my friend, Eric, who was looking for my must see of the night. I told him where I was and he showed up with a friend (her name escapes me at the moment) in time to catch a bit of One Hundred Dollars too. Heather got there in time as well. Definitely weird sitting in hard wood chairs in a church, but it sounded really good!

Marching Band were reluctant at the beginning of their set. They were concerned they were too loud. It really wasn’t too loud and it sounded amazing. from the first note, I knew I wasn’t going away disappointed! Even better is that my tip paid off to Eric, who loved them just as much as I did. I think after “For Your Love” he whispered ‘again, play it again!’ Beautiful swirling pop sounds, recreated almost to the exact note live.

The one thing about SXSW is that there’s usually little time for just hanging out and talking with a band. Granted, I jam pack my schedule with bands to maximize my time and get my money’s worth. My paycheck doesn’t really afford me many luxuries, but my love for music needs to be fed. A lot of times, there’s only a few brief moments to say hello to a band, because they have to move on to their next gig, sometimes having to run up 6th St or wherever. And depending on the situation, I can easily lose my voice and not have the courage to say anything. Luckily, I didn’t have anyone pressing to see for the 12am slot, so I waited around to say hello to at least one of the main pair of Marching Band. They left their albums & t-shirts at an unattended table, with a cup for money, kind of a free will payment for merch. Three of us were looking at the shirts, which most were in a backpack on the floor, so me being the organizer that I am, I starting taking them out and sorting them. Another girl helped too. At that point, Erik walked over.

I spoke with him for a few minutes telling him the sound was great, and not too loud as they had worried about it during the set. I gushed a bit about how I loved the album from start to finish and had been listening to it as soon as I could get it. When he asked me where I heard their music, I smiled and laughed a little. I replied The power of the internet! I first heard “For Your Love” on the Three from Leith podcast (Hi Grant!) based in Scotland. And we laughed a little at how an American girl got to hear & love a Swedish band while listening to a podcast from Scotland. My music world is truly Global!

Unfortunately, they haven’t had as quick a success with the record yet in the US & he admitted that they could be better with promotion decisions around it. I’m doing my best to tell everyone about it, but these things take time and people who have open minds to new music.

I said my goodbye and hoped I’d see them again soon, and was off into the lovely breezy night.

I made my way back to 6th St. wondering where I’d go next. The 12am slot was well under way, nothing was shouting off the page at me (yes, I had a paper schedule printed out from sched.org) but I sent off a few texts to see what was up.

I’d heard great things all week about The Arkells, so I stopped in to see them. They lived up to the hype and sounded incredible despite crappy PA issues and were having a total blast on stage. I ran into Joe there, after a few songs, I couldn’t get past the sound problems and it was about 100 degrees inside.

I tried to get in to Youth Group at Maggie Mae’s knowing a few who were in there, but they were at capacity. at this point, I started trying to sort out who was going where for the 1am hour. I had already seen The Waco Brothers (and they usually make their way to IOTA) and Dressy Bessy was a bit of a hike from where I was. I was going to go in and see Bobby Bare, Jr. and should have, but I never made it inside. Most were off to see Monotonix, but I wasn’t interested all that much in them.

In the end I walked up 6th St. got a fresh slice of pizza & a coke from the truck just outside the hotel. And it was the freshest. So fresh, I had to wait for it to come out of the oven! I went back to the room, calling it a night. I kind of had a feeling that after Marching Band, there wasn’t anything else I needed to really see!

bands for day 4:
Ha Ha Tonka
Otis Gibbs
The Waco Brothers
Steve Dawson with Edward Burch joining on a couple songs
Exene Cervenka
Magnolia Summer
Slaid Cleaves
The Homosexuals
Jason Lytle
Two Cow Garage
The Little Ones
One Hundred Dollars
Marching Band
The Arkells

tally for Saturday: 14 (6 full sets)

Friday, March 20

Once again, I was up for breakfast relatively early. And out the door for a fully scheduled day, however….

Over the last couple of years, between car accidents and other health issues, I’m somewhat baffled at my ability to take on SXSW. The problem with me is that I never know what kind of day I’m going to have health wise. One day, I could be fine, feeling fabulous, the next barely feeling up to standing. In addition, the migraines I’ve suffered from since age 15 or so are like your worst hangover without the benefit of the drink. In addition, typically the effects of a hangover will go away with rest, water and a dose of some greasy food and you start feeling better and working the alcohol out of your system. My migraines eventually go away, but sometimes it might be quick, other times all the “tricks” won’t work and I’m not sure when it will go away & they can last for days. I’m doing my best to sort it out all with doctor’s visits, but it’s not always easy.

At any rate, I try to rally through it all as best I can, unless, the universe decides otherwise.

I decided to start off the morning with The Lost Brothers! And it was a nice way to start off the morning. I went from there to the Sonic Bids party specifically to see Hot Lava.

I felt I should give them my support for a number of reasons: they’re from Richmond, they’re label mates with Oppenheimer (Bar None Records) & they played my friends’ pool party last summer. I caught a little bit of Devil Makes Three downstairs before I went up to Maggie Mae’s rooftop. I also caught the end of The Beat Poets set, although just barely.

It was a tough crowd so early in the day for Hot Lava. most were in the back of the roof top area, chowing down on free food & beer, and looking over the edge down to 6th St. Early people watching I’m sure. I was as close as I could be without being too close as the one person up front. After a few moments, I finally managed to meet Mark from Bar None in person. We’ve “spoken” to one another through myspace, email, etc mostly about Oppenheimer, but had yet to meet. It was a funny moment, but it was really great to finally meet!

The rest of the afternoon had many options. Some were just too far on the fringe (Home Slice Pizza and Fader Fort) for me to get back & forth to other stuff I wanted to see, so I stuck around the core of 6th St. I also needed to get some cash since I was running out. Remembering that my bank had a branch near the church where Camera Obscura played, I was pretty close to it from my current location. I’m forever trying to maximize my time with efficiency! (yes, a bit freaky, I know)

I was also trying to meet up with my friend, John. I ended up going over to the Aussie BBQ. the line for food was entirely too long, but the line for free beer was short, and I wasn’t hungry yet. I opted for the Lemon Myrtle beer (camera phone photo):

While there, I did finally meet up with John & his friend. I got to see The Fumes & Gabriella (boy was she AWFUL) And after a 2nd beer, we decided to move on. We went separate ways and I moved on to Latitude 30 for the Scottish Music party. I must confess, last year’s day party was way more exciting for me, personally, with this 2008 lineup: Our Lunar Activities, Jyrojets, Make Model, Dykeenies, Sons & Daughters, and Frightened Rabbit. Between the bands and the great crowd, 2008’s party was tops!

But 2009 did all right, I saw Come On Gang!, FOUND, & My Latest Novel.

From there, I went to catch the end of Glossary’s set at the Lucero Family picnic:

I saw Dave, Donny, Bruce, & Tom there (and probably others)…and by this point I was feeling mighty fine thanks to free beer. I was loving the new Glossary songs & heard them enough times I could sort of sing along. The Felice Brothers were up just after, so I stayed to catch them too. It was at this point I saw my friend, Tom, and started talking with him and another guy. I can’t remember where in the UK he was from, but I managed to spill my beer on him, which I apologized profusely for doing. But we started talking about Dropkick and he was surprised to know I knew of their music! I had plans to go to the Yorkshire party at Latitude 30 the next day, so I sort of made plans to meet up with him there.

I moved along to catch Camera Obscura nearby at Flamingo Cantina:

I managed some decent photos despite the contrasting light and the packed crowd. It was pretty close quarters on stage too! I enjoyed the new songs and old favs, and was just soaking it all in at this point! Once they finished their short set, I moved on up 6th St. to see We Should Be Dead:

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Kiki went over to the Habana Backyard with me since she was looking to see Felice Bros, Jason Isbell, & Tim Easton. We both really liked The Love Language, but weren’t sure it was necessary to have so many people on stage! I really like them a lot, but “Lalita” was definitely tops for me and the obvious “hit” single!

From there, it was a must to go see Frank Turner again. When I got to Friends, I wasn’t feeling so great, and could feel the start of a migraine. Francesca was there, and soon a few other Postcarders would be too. John met up with me as well. I was sticking to water & soda for awhile, but opted for a Corona, hoping the headache would go away. They were severely behind schedule at Friends. Which sadly, meant very short sets for most performers. I saw Beans & Toast, Ed Harcourt, Otis Gibbs, and Frank Turner. most barely got to play all of say 4 songs each. Frank wanted to play just one more and got shut down, despite the crowd clearly wanting just one more!

And what does Frank Turner do when he’s told no? He takes it to the street:

It has to be one of the greatest moments of SXSW 2009! He sung us two songs and it was brilliant! I’m sure there’s video & better photos, but that’s the best I could do and I didn’t want to keep holding my arm up to take pics, and ruin the experience for those behind me. I didn’t realize it would be my last photo of the night.

From here, John & I started walking over to Pangea to try and catch Graham Coxon before Superdrag. On the way over, I was enjoying the fresh air and cool breeze. However, I also realized that I went past my migraine threshold. There’s a certain point when I get a migraine that if I don’t catch it in time, and the meds don’t kick in properly, I have to give in to it. Let it run its course. But that means getting myself in bed with an ice pack and a room cool & dark. We made it all the way to the club when I had to say a quick good night and get myself up to Hilton Garden Inn ASAP. It was a really long walk (not really, but it felt that way) and I kept myself going as best I could. I *just* made it in time to crawl into bed with a cold wash cloth and the AC turned way down. I kept thinking in through my head, and trying to look at my schedule to see that I was missing Graham Coxon, Superdrag, Gary Louris & Mark Olson (consolation was knowing that I’d be seeing them in Scotland in May), Southeast Engine, Mike Badger, and Right or Happy (Reivers!!)…

It did me no good to fret over it. There’s no way I could be in a hot sweaty, crowded club in my condition. Kiki got back and got me some ice. And it got worse before it got better. But I did feel better by about 1am, and I wish I had looked to see that Shearwater were playing the 18th Floor, literally just above our floor. But I decided to call it a night and stay in bed. I’d rather kick the migraine completely and have a great Saturday.

I’ve learned that because of weird health issues, I’ve become much more flexible in a lot of things. I can’t always control how my body is going to react to the world. I just gotta roll with it, for lack of a better phrase.

bands for day 3:

The Lost Brothers

The Beat Poets (2 songs)

Devil Makes Three (3 songs)

Hot Lava

The Fumes

Gabriella

Come On Gang!

FOUND

My Latest Novel

Glossary (4 songs)

The Felice Brothers

Camera Obscura

We Should Be Dead

The Love Language

Beans & Toast

Ed Harcourt

Otis Gibbs

Frank Turner

tally for Friday: 18 (16 full sets, although the last four only got to play about 4-5 songs each)

Thursday March 19, 2009

I got up and had breakfast at the hotel. made to order omelets ROCK! and Francesca even more so for getting us the free breakfast coupons!

I made certain to be up and ready to go, because I had to get over to the first day of the Twangfest parties. I shared a cab with Dave and Rob to get over to Jovita’s. the guys got a meal inside and I sat with them as Hot Club of Cowtown started their set. I didn’t need food yet.

psa start:
pause for SXSW advice: always eat when you can, drink water when you can, use the toilet when you can, and sit down when you can….all of these things will help you survive long days and nights. also, partake of the free drink and food as much as possible, it will help cut costs.
:psa end

Shortly after the guys finished their meals, the This is American Music portion…once again, Grand Champeen, Glossary and Two Cow Garage rocked the patio of Jovita’s. Plus, it was great to see young Calder Lewis & how much he’s grown since last year! And, he’s a big brother now too!

after the TiAM sets were done, I hitched a lift back downtown by literally squeezing into the backseat of a mustang convertible between Dave & Daryl. I think I might be married to them both now. I probably should have shared a cab with others, but it was too late by the time I thought of that.

I decided to skip the New West party this year. last year, I was more than happy to get there and move right up front for Old 97’s and The Drams. this year, with confusion about the lineup, I decided not to go. My consolation was that I will be seeing Mark Olson & Gary Louris in Scotland at the Darvel Music Festival.

I got to the Northern Ireland party at Latitude 30 between sets, so I got in line for some food. General Fiasco were about to play and I was pleased because they were the band I didn’t want to miss! they’re just babies! ok, not really, but they’re soooo young and so adorable! I can’t tell you how many times I used the word adorable while in austin. granted, mostly speaking to myself, but there were a lot of young bands so young that you just wanted to pinch their cheeks (and no, I did not do that to anyone)

I really liked the mp3 from General Fiasco and their set was impressive. I didn’t get to see them again, but they seem like a real fun band. It will be interesting to see where they go with their music.

This is about the time where my afternoon became full of missed connections. I tried to catch Elliott Brood at convention center, but missed them and caught some of Justin Townes Earle. Then I tried to catch An Horse, but where I thought they were playing, had 6 guys setting up on stage…clearly not An Horse!

at this point, it’s about 5pm and I quickly went over to check out Henry Clay People. loads of energy from the stage and once again, adorable. But it’s the energy that really pulls you in. they were having tons of fun, whether you were or not. Clearly they love to play and go full on every time. I hope to see them again.

after The Henry Clay People, I decided to take a break, head back to the hotel and get some dinner.

For the night, my first stop was Latitude 30 and Frank Turner at 8pm. A buzz in the air, great crowd, great venue (in my opinion) and proper air conditioning. Holy Moley! Frank Turner is amazing! A bunch of us were there, and I think we thought he’d play solo acoustic, but he had a full backing band. Steve Soto and the Twisted Hearts who apparently had just met Frank Turner that morning (obviously, they were able to learn the songs beforehand) I can’t wait to see him again (and I did)! I’m sorry I missed him at last year’s SXSW…so many bands/musicians so little time.

this has got to be my favorite picture of SXSW: Frank Turner is a butterfly!

I confess, I almost had one by accident, and then I realized that from where I was standing, all 5’2 of me & how I was taking photographs, I could easily get a good one once the butterfly image came back around on the screen behind him. I don’t know if anyone else captured a shot similar but this one happened to be when he was speaking between songs and I just had to…I hope he doesn’t mind!

the 9pm slot was a toss up, but I opted for Eugene Francis Jr. & the Juniors since they were playing just before the Heavenly States. I’m glad I did, I had fun, the band had fun and we all got free records, along with a free “shaker” for an audience participation song. they were little wrapped matchboxes.

I missed The Heavenly States at last year’s SXSW and while they played a bunch of times this year, I almost was going to miss them again. I made sure that didn’t happen. I really love their entire album, and I seriously can not sit still when “Lost in the Light” is on…it’s a repeat worthy song. Since I had yet to see them live, I was concerned I’d anticipate it too much. They totally proved me wrong and rocked through their set mixing old and new stuff. And of course, “Lost in the Light” I’m so glad I finally got to see them and I hope they make it to the East Coast soon.

after the Heavenly States’ set, I decided to try the almost impossible task of seeing four, yes FOUR bands in one hour! I hustled over to The Rio to catch The Lost Brothers. I really liked them at the Belfast-Nashville party. I caught a couple songs…

then, I ran back up to 6th St. and stopped at the Velveeta Room to try and catch Elliott Brood (my 2nd attempt) only to be informed that they were at capacity and I could wait and be first in the badge line. I replied: ‘sorry I don’t have time for that’ so it was on to Two Hours Traffic.

No line to get in El Sol y La Luna, but I had a police officer check my ID. I wonder if they randomly chose to be there or if the club asked them to be there. My friend, John, from The Successful Failures had been texting me earlier in the day, but we had yet to meet up. He was at this show, but I couldn’t find him. and while my verizon text messages were going through, I don’t think his iPhone was getting them in a timely manner. I stayed for 3-4 songs, and then went over to catch the end of Glossary’s set at Habana Calle 6 patio. I chatted with Kelly for a bit, got a new t-shirt from her and also chatted with Chris from Magnolia Summer. I missed their set, but promised I would be seeing them at the Twangfest party.

I was going to stay for The Monahans, or go see Blind Pilot again, but opted for a beer with Brooke & Craig in the hotel, before heading out to see The Wrens at 1am. This is where Kiki, my other roommate for the week was planted all evening. I’m pretty sure she was in Austin specifically to see The Wrens. I’ve never been a fanatic but thought it would be fun to be with a group of people for the 1am slot. We walked over to the venue, The Prague, which didn’t really seem like a rock or music venue. After 15 minutes, which included me sitting on a couch at the back of the room, and chatting with a really really drunk guy who practically sat on my lap, I gave up. I realized I could be seeing others who were already playing. I skipped through a few places on my way back up 6th St. since most of the bands on my list were playing well off 6th. I now wish I had gone to see 18th Dye, but what can you do? like I say, if I was meant to see a band, I will.

bands for day 2:

Hot Club of Cowtown
Grand Champeen
Glossary
Two Cow Garage
General Fiasco
Justin Townes Earle (3 songs)
The Henry Clay People
Frank Turner
Eugene Francis, Jr & The Juniors
The Heavenly States
The Lost Brothers (3 songs)
Two Hours Traffic (3 songs)
Glossary (3 songs)

tally for Thursday: 13 (9 full sets)

it was a slow day, I guess!

While I got started early in my preparation for SXSW this year, I still ran out of time. I found in the preparation I did, was that nothing was really jumping out at me as a must see. Since 2008 saw my first SXSW in 13 years, and the whole event had changed so dramatically since then, I kept with the Zen approach to SXSW: If I’m meant to see a band, I will see them. With all the preparation, it’s really just a guide to help make game time decisions. Plus, it’s all subject to change at the last minute and if you arrive at one venue to see a certain band and they’re not there or another has taken that slot, you gotta learn to move on to another show, and let it go. For any given slot, I had about 10 bands, with some slots not really having anyone rise up and shout at me “See us!”

On my flight from DC, I had the 390 or so remaining mp3s to listen to one last time and narrow it down further. Between that and taking a realistic look at distance between venues and reasonably getting from one to the other, I started the balancing act of who might take the lead. I fell asleep in the “S” bands, about 20 minutes before prep for landing.

I arrived in Austin in the early afternoon. I was happy to leave the dreary weather of DC for the bright blue sunny skies of Austin. I have been going non-stop since the beginning of the year, so it was nice to get away. This time around, I stayed at the Hilton Garden Inn, pretty much right at Red River and 6th St. I was so exhausted, I just relaxed in the hotel until it was time for the annual Postcard from Hell meetup at Serrano’s. Last year was my second SXSW, but the first meeting up with a bunch of Postcarders.

After dinner, drinks and the hellos, most of us were off to Beerland for 3 of the 4 bands from This is American Music: Glossary, Two Cow Garage and Grand Champeen. It’s always great to see these bands. We missed The Drams of course, but still a great night. Instead of the rotating of band members on stage, all three bands just played their own sets straight on, with a few guests here and there.

Official Day 1:

Got up early for breakfast (free, thanks to roommate, Francesca)
I walked over to Fader Fort to get the wristband since I could see the location from our room on the 17th floor. While walking over there, I managed to meet two guys from DC, too funny. Even funnier is the fact that I would never use the Fader Fort wristband. To top it off, said wristband fell off my wrist not once but twice. The 2nd time, I couldn’t get it back on, so I ditched it.

I went back over toward the convention center on my way to Latitude 30 for the Belfast-Nashville party. It was early, but I wanted to make sure I was in and could see Bap Kennedy for the very very short set he was going to play. I didn’t know until I got there when he’d play. A slight detour to go inside the convention center to meet up with Francesca and get her sorted with my wristband option on my badge.

Stood outside the Belfast-Nashville party and chatted with a local, Tim, for a bit. A bunch of Postcarders started arriving and they let us in. The British Music Embassy parties were my favorites of last year. Free drink, free good food and great music. Oh and real toilets and great air conditioning help too! I saw Keegan Dewitt, The Lost Brothers, Ten from Tennessee, Bap Kennedy and Roman Candle.

moved on from there to the IODA party at Emo’s Annex. This is where I saw Frightened Rabbit last year, on the first official afternoon and was taken away. This year, when a few of us got there, there was some horrific sound on stage that was supposed to be a band. definitely not my cuppa.

Soon, Blind Pilot took the stage and despite some sound issues, a bunch of us really were into it. I had them on my list a couple times, and made note to try and see them again. They seemed like a great bunch of people, with great songs, a great sound. I was loving the banjo. However, the thing about these day time parties outside is that it’s rushed and hot.

Next up on same stage was We Were Promised Jetpacks. I confess to being a Frightened Rabbit fangirl and these guys were on my radar because of numerous mentions from the FR boys in interviews, etc. I’ve just been on a huge Scottish music kick anyway, so why not another? I keep saying, the music coming out of Scotland right now, is like it’s 1992 all over again, except I’m not relying on the UK mags and 120 minutes and WLFR to keep me in the loop. Anyhow, I really liked We Were Promised Jetpacks, they have the bit of raw energy like FR, but don’t quite hit me in the gut like FR. I also made a note of trying to see them again.

after that, I moved on to try and see the Pains of Being Pure at Heart. the outside stage where they played was packed and crowded with no way to get in to actually see them. I ditched the idea, thinking I’d catch them again. So I caught a song or two from Tallest Man on Earth who was playing inside. I like his stuff well enough on recordings, but I wasn’t feeling it this day in the live setting. I also caught the end of Megafaun’s set, which little did I know, I’d do this at least once more before the week was out.

I thought I RSVP’d for the British Music Embassy Launch party, but apparently, I hadn’t. for some reason, it was the only party of the BME I didn’t rsvp for. I took this as a cue to take advantage of the time to take a break. I headed back to the hotel to dump out my bag of things I’d collected, rest my feet and prepare for the night’s festivities.

I started the 8pm hour with a young band from Oklahoma City, OK called Crocodile. As I walked into the Wave (one of the worst venues of SXSW), Slobberbone was on the downstairs PA. nice! Crocodile was upstairs on the rooftop. I really liked the mp3 on the sxsw site. and read some reviews about them. A keyboard driven pop trio with boy-girl vocals. I thought they were adorable. Adorable would eventually be a much used adjective this trip.

next up was Capsula. they were on my list last year. I don’t think I saw them, will have to check my notes. a garagey rock trio from Spain. despite sound issues, they tore through their set and commanded the stage. I thought some of the Postcard boys might like the bass player, who was wearing basically a tee shirt as a dress. On my way out, I caught the end of Thee Headliners set.

from here, I kind of jumped around a bit. I went and caught Two Dollar Bash for a little while, and then split some time between The Ugly Beats and Trainwreck Riders, but ultimately headed over to the Central Presbyterian Church a bit early to make certain I’d catch Camera Obscura at 12 am. This was my first year with a badge and when I arrived at the church, the line was down the block and there was also some confusion. Two badge holders were in front of me were also confused about the line set up, there were two lines: one for non-wristband/badges and one for wristband/badges. I decided to walk up to the door and ask, and I became the first person in the badge line.

See? it never hurts to ask and you can be nice about it!

I got inside to catch the end of Department of Eagles, St. Vincent’s set and of course, Camera Obscura! It was a bit odd to be sitting in a church pew watching bands. I was on my own, but started seeing friends arrive, which prompting tons of text messages from me, indicating things like “I just saw you walk past. I’m up front to the left, 4 pews back!” never would I imagine I’d be sending texts like that!

I wasn’t supposed to take pictures in the church, since I didn’t have an official photo tag on my camera, but I snapped one or two anyway:

the timing of Camera Obscura’s set unfortunately ran a bit over, and resulted in people leaving a little early to go catch the 1am slot somewhere else. Traceyanne Campbell watched people leave regularly and kept lamenting about it. I felt as if we should’ve let her know not to take it personal! I stayed ’til the end of their set. Afterward, I met up with Tom, Mike, and Bill inside the church, and we walked back to 6th St. together. None of us bothered to try and catch that last time slot somewhere else, so I walked down 6th toward the hotel, got some snacks for the room, while Mike & Bill grabbed a slice of pizza.

bands seen so far:
Glossary
Grand Champeen
Two Cow Garage

Keegan DeWitt
The Lost Brothers
Ten from Tennessee
Bap Kennedy
Roman Candle
Blind Pilot
We Were Promised Jetpacks
Tallest Man on Earth (2 songs)
Megafaun (3 songs)
Crocodile
Capsula
Thee Headliners (2 songs)
Two Dollar Bash (half a set)
The Ugly Beats (half a set)
Train Wreck Riders (3 songs)
Department of Eagles (2 songs)
St. Vincent
Camera Obscura

tally for Tuesday: 3
tally for Wednesday: 18 (11 full sets)