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SxSW
our roadtrip to Austin
by Liz Mategrano and Erik Swedlund
Undertaking the 1100 mile drive from central Illinois to Austin,
TX, was the least we could do. The intrepid Too Many Colors staff
traveled to the 2000 South by Southwest music festival to bring
you back news of the latest and greatest in the music scene.
All that driving can be tiring, though. What follows are the notes
of two extremely pooped music reporters. Liz and Erik wrote down
their thoughts about the bands they saw and the drive across four
states, but not with any clarity.
We simply present their comingled notes--it's up to you to make
sense of them.
The Drive Down
On the road @ 5:34pm with some Taco Bell
and a whole lot of other stuff. Stopped near Collinsville to go
potty @ 7:40pm . Nice gas station attedent gave us directions
that will cut 20 mins off the trip--big whip. He even drew us a
map, but it wasn't scale. Erik said the tp was very soft for a
gas station. He is on his second cup of joe. Erik 2--Liz 0.
Entered Missouri @ 8:10pm. Listened to Diane. . . The Twin
Peaks Tapes of Agent Dale Cooper, and Alphabetical
Electronica, Ska, and Surf mix tape.
9:25 Stopped in MO at mile marker 192? Switched to Liz driving.
Finished listening to the Monkees (Pisces, Escariot). 1st cuppa
joe for Liz. Now listening to Pixies tribute album. Liz dislikes
MO highway--prefers it flat, straight, and wide, like IL.
Earlier, while listening to "Percy Patterson's Pet Pig Porky," by
The Monkees, we passed a restaurant called Porky's. Now we just
passed a town called Doolittle while listening to "Monkey Gone to
Heaven." Then, singing along to "Here Comes Your Man," ("Outside
the boxcar waiting . . ."), we pass a billboard advertising
"Boxcar Willy's"! That's too weird. Alas, we have no Janice to
listen to as we pass Joplin, MO.
10:52 PM. 374.1 odometer. Stop for gas in Marshfield, MO. Now
listening to Pixies singles and B-sides.
12.25 AM. 100.0 odo. Last reststop in MO. Listened to Jesus Jones,
now listening to the Violent Femmes. On to OK! Got off to go to
the bathroom
1.15am. 146 odo. Listening to Alphabetical Pop. Switched drivers.
3.30 AM. Sleep at rest area.
6.15 AM. On road. Odo 383.8. Friday fuel up odo. 408.5.
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One guitar, one guy--it must be
folk.
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The Hole in the Wall, Wednesday night
Boondogs
acustic guitar/ girl singer front w/rock-a-billy backing. Winners of garageband.com. Nice and easy. Passable, sweet sound.
Texacala Jones & the T.J. Hookers
Annoying Janis Joplin vocals on top of hard rock-a-billy. Girlfriend needs to find her own voice, or join a tribute band. Queer stage persona. Saxophone contributes nicely to their large noise. The roadies really enjoyed it because they were the only people who could understand the lyrics.
Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash
Almost exactly what the name says. Deep-throated, lonely desert lounge-a-billy and roots rock. Also, good looking guys. Really, really swinging.
Mount Pilot
Kick-bass driven rock off the Delta, with beautiful, crunchy riffs.
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Slobberbone
Extremely competent straight-forward rock, the only unique elements being the singer's pleasing twang and the bassist's unnatural height. Unfortunately, only one or two great songs ("Josephine" and "Gimme Back My Dog"); the rest are snoozy rock-by-numbers.
Doolittle Records party at Club Deville, Thursday
afternoon
Mount Pilot
great again, in abbreviated form.
Some woman on a different label
godawful songs about her dead daughter, and she name-dropped Bonnie Raitt 3 times.
Bald guy
blisteringly fast, punchy acoustic guitar, sarcastic lyrics: "One guitar, one guy/It must be folk." Instead, it was dirty jokes and PoMo references: "I'm like the Beastie Boys, except I'm only one." Lots of fun.
Girl-singer band
BORING. Including a terrible Beatles cover.
Leaky tent outside a crappy bar, Thursday night
Poster Children
Heavy riffs played with nerd-like precision, and poppy, super-catchy hooks. Extremely short set.
The John Doe Thing
Member of the seminal Harley-punk band X, John Doe plays fat, fat guitar barstool rock, laced with his own brand of deafeningly loud melanchcoly. The songs are bittersweet and sad, but he sings them so vehemently you can tell that he's angry at being so down.
Famous people
- Janine Garafalo (really--our friend Fish stood next to her for
a while)
- Ben Stiller (look-alike)
- Claire Danes (look-alike)
- Matt Pinfield (really)
- Lorne Michales (look-alike)
- Drew Carey (look-alike)
- Patrick Demsey (look-alike)
- Kathy Bates (look-alike)
- Brandy (look-alike)
The Drive Back
Left Austin @ 10.00am after b-fast @ mcdonald's. Stopped @ mcD's @1.20 for lunch-- in Dallas. Odo. 381.2 @ McAlester. Dinner in Joplin @ 7.00pm. Having car trouble--won't shift smoothly anymore. Bob Evans was wierded-out w/ oldies. Know I remember why I don't go their unless I am w/ my mother. Our server was wonderful. Carol even gave us coffee to go. Odo in sullivan 405.6.
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