awesome (true) story: i went on a 20 hour roadtrip with one of my best friends, to one of the most retarded and big music festivals in the country. (wait, is it the biggest?) SXSW overruns the otherwise chillaxed town of austin, TX with privileged, sloppy hipsters until it is a nasty blur of sweat, vom, and taco trucks. when i say i remained classy, you'll more or less have to trust me.
do i have to talk about what bands i saw? does anyone care what i think?
3/14 - Austin or Bust @ Mohawk
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| prada leather panel skirt. it got a workout. |
(the best act at this Windish label showcase was Blood Orange. he's got good songs and guitar jams, but my favorite part was when he righteously cussed out the dudes in Zulu Winter, who tried to set up onstage WHILE he was performing. the nerve!)
3/14 - Rusty Lazer's Bounce Party @ Volstead
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| as sarah says "south by south BESTIES" |
(Juvenile ditched this event, even though he was headlining. DJ Mannie Fresh did his thing, but the real deal was the whole st. roch dance fam showing up to shake it fast. it was like old times! you should check out the other pics in the photobooth, because there is plenty of ludicrous action and titties.)
3/16 - Windish Day Party @ Mohawk
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| post-domy. karen walker sunnies, rag&bone tank, gucci belt, current/elliott cords |
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| whenever i do the photobooth, some douchbag wants to jump in with me. guh. |
(dragonette was meh.)
3/18 - Chocolate Sunday @ Beauty Bar
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| kitty mask |
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| vintage swimsuit. you should be pissed that you can't see my boots. whenever i try to tell eric that my footwear is an important part of the picture, he dismisses me. |
the only time i was a bad friend on this trip can be blamed on the rough lodging conditions. i wasn't rugged enough to roll with the 30-or-more gang of stoners, tweakers, and punks that crashed on the floor next to me. i'm way too anxious about bathing and too sensitive to snores to be happy under such a roof. luckily for me, my friend william and his wife vanessa adopted me for the second half of the week, which meant i could skip the melatonin and earplugs, but also had to abandon eric.
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| here are the newlyweds i stayed with. they did this Constantly. |
trying to remember other shows that were noteworthy... Akabane Vulgars, Buraka Som Sistema, Com Truise, Elephant Stone, Jenny Slate and Dean Fleischer-Camp. there were a lot of acts that i kept trying to see, but i wasn't traveling under my own steam, so i never saw diplo, grimes, caveman, lower dens, quantic, wild belle, mannequin men, (the last two are chicago friends' bands). basically, i did SXSWrong, and if i ever went again, i would pay real money and organize myself to see more music and dither around less. the only show i went to that involved a ticket was on a riverboat -- which someone else paid for -- and that was an extra lovely afternoon. it was still a lot of fun, in the spirit of laissez le bon temps roulez; watching whoever, eating fried avocados, daydrinking, thrifting, people-watching, and ...especially, SWIMMING at BARTON SPRINGS.
anyway, i definitely wore outfits that didn't involve that white prada skirt, but without photo documentation, i could be lying. here are more trip-related pictures:
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| cinderella carriages in memphis |
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| you know that dance ostriches do when they want to kill you? |
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| at least i documented somebody's outfits |
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| beauty ballroom, dillon francis (mad decent lineup) |
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| 5th street bridge, bats on vacation |
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