I strolled into Antone’s Saturday night and notched my wcall for some local Austin music. The top bill, White Denim, was who I was out for, but the opening acts kept the intrigue going. I already pulled a 4-band-er Thursday and was anxious to see if they could last as long. Where Thursday’s bill built up in awesomeness, this rock party was way more imbalanced. Never fear, dear, as White Denim made it more than worthwhile and will last as one of the best small concerts I’ve ever been too. Seriously, it was that good.
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Chill Heat Wave With The Glitch Mob and Com Truise
Thursday, July 7 was a work night for me but it didn’t slow me down from seeking out some new Chill Wave tunes over at La Zona Rosa. The massive included Psymbionic, R/D, Com Truise, and The Glitch Mob. I was there to see Com Truise but The Glitch Mob came in a close second. The night was long and I couldn’t make it the whole night but I got my file of the Chill Wave, leaving with a big ole’ smile on my face. The people watching was fantastic as well.
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Gruff Rhys Is A Very Sweet Man
Hello from Austin, Texas! Huh? What? You didn’t now? Yeah I moved down here last month. Find out more here and here. One of the tasty benefits of being in Austin is the city-billed title of being the ‘Live Music Capital of the World.” So while I’m down here, I’m gonna put that title to the test. First up was a tiny little concert that got bumped from the Mohawk to Club de Ville. Damn you, Melvins. Gruff Rhys was the lead singer of Super Furry Animals but he has since been on a creative path of his own since the mid 2000s. Knowing his history but not his current scene, I decided to check him out.
I arrived at Club de Ville about 15 minutes into Gruff’s set. It can totally be blamed on my newbness but the website that advertised the show was in Eastern time and not Central so I thought I was early. If you follow the blog, you know that I’ve frequented Club de Ville many a time. This time was the first that didn’t involve the Found Footage Festival. The same sweet, endearing attitude that the FFF guys brought along with their crappy videos was the same sweet, endearing musicality of Gruff Rhys.
The Super Furry Animals was a kick ass English band that I somehow lost connection with after college. Little did I know that the lead singer of the group kept producing music. So when I was flipping through websites trying to justify a night out on a holiday weekend down here, I figured to give Gruff a chance. You know what? For what the admission was worth, I got a great deal.
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There’s always been an underlying sincerity with the Super Furry Animals. Now I know it has to do more with Gruff Rhys. The sweetness dripped heavy, especially on songs like ‘Honey All Over’ and ‘If We Were Words (We Would Rhyme).’ Gruff didn’t go overboard, however. The fact that the Melvins and some other sludge metal type bands were playing next door helped out. It also gave an opportunity for Gruff to flex his wit.
Gruff also flexed his technological ability. The amount of noise gadgets that filled the stage exceeded my expectations. There were these wobbly, red light tipped, noise makers he shook every once in awhile. He had a tiny metal box with a red light shining on itself that produced sound. The coolest gadget for me was the record player he used to drop in effects and other items during songs. It’s such a practical use for an old technology that you can get away with using it live and not have to drop major coin for a big computer box thingy to play sounds when needed.
So Gruff Rhys is Welsh. I found out Friday night because of all of the Welsh language songs he belted out. Apparently he’s been sprinkling Welsh language songs in albums for a couple of years now. It was a strange twist for me and again it helped keep things level for the whole night. A traditional Welsh song versus super sludge metal was something I did not expect. Although some of the traditional songs went on a bit too long and it left me wanting more of the sweetness.
And that’s what I want now. For an almost summer Friday night, the kind of melodies Gruff Rhys laid out across the bedrock layered Club de Ville made me long to fall asleep tucked into cotton candy sheets and resting on marshmallow pillows. Okay, I went too far. But there was no buzz kill to be had at the Club de Ville Friday night. It was all warm and fuzzy. We’re allowed at least one night of the year to be that way and Gruff Rhys helped me fill my quota.
SXSW Day 04: The Home Stretch
The last day. It was the last day for SXSW Music. I redeemed myself the previous day and now it was time to finish strong. Instead of sticking around for the softball bbq the next day, we bolted town to get a head start on the driving. So it was important to make sure all of the musical bases were covered and end SXSW on a fantastic play at the plate. Enough baseball analogies, let’s see how my final day ended up:
- Needless to say after a week of partying and getting sick between all of the interactive and music showcases, I was pooped. It’s a good thing the first stop was in the Austin Convention Center. I was early for the first must see so I popped over to other stage and checked out music/video masher DJ Yoda. I have to say this genre of mixing video with music at the same time is starting to blow. It makes DJs more dynamic and provides another layer of skill to show off to the peeps.
- Toro Y Moi was going to feel my presence on St. Patrick’s Day but Montezuma said NO. So, with the power of the badge, I found myself at the afternoon day stage in the convention center and witnessed a hot set. It’s funky, it’s electronic, it’s ambient, it’s mega tasty. This summer will be the summer of Toro Y Moi for me and I will raise a lemon rimmed pint of my favorite wheat style beer in salute every time Toro Y Moi comes on.
- I have on my list of notes two weird things, “Aussie Death Metal” and “Impress Records Weak Peeps.” I’m guessing that they both stunk and I was out and about for badge fringes, or drink, food, and schwag. On to the next tent!
- Kitten sounds familiar, right? If you’re as old as me then you will remember the all-girl nu-metal band that popped up around the last 1990s. Welp, there was no reunion to be had as this Kitten had a different coat. Led by some lady that kept bouncing the tambourine off of her boobs, the male backing band that completed this Kitten gave us ample room to punk out and jump around. The energized the crowd in the afternoon, all thanks to this pint-sized tank of a singer.
- The Dolphin City Records tent party had this band from San Diego called Dynamite Walls. They were alright. Nothing really jumped out at me and the band didn’t have enough crowd to get anyone excited about their sound.
- With the day party stuff done, it was time to line up the night-time shows. I had huge excitement for one band so I lined up at least an hour before the show. The badge gave me first shot in and the since the doors weren’t open yet, I was sure to get in. So I plopped across the street into some green energy demo rest area and proceeded to listen to an Austin band named The Flesh Lights. Some hard-driving rock punking out in the street at Beerland passed the time perfectly and this little surprise held my attention enough to where I had to look them up afterwards.
- Now it was time to go into Esylium for The Ghost a Saber Tooth Tiger. Sean Lennon formed a band with his model girlfriend and the sample song I heard was pretty cool. The live show sucked. They talked too much in between songs and they thought they were alot funnier than they actually were. The old style instruments they played were pretty cool though so at least I came way with some decent musicianship.
- There were a couple of bands I wanted to see at the Austin Music Awards and I had to book all the way across downtown to check them out. The real treat for me was to check out the last couple of songs by the Bright Light Social Hour. The jammed out my ears so hard, they bled happily. I’ll have to see these guys the next time they are in town.
- I had my psychedelic itch scratched yesterday, but I went full on with an Austin based band that reunited for the first time in forever for the award show. The Bubble Puppy isn’t really known but after hearing a couple of their songs on YouTube I figured it would be a treat to see. Boy was I right, the jam style they had made them seem more like The Allman Brothers Band than something like a Pink Floyd with their dueling guitar jams. It was nice to get a peak into the history of Austin with this great sounding band.
- Speaking of Austin history, some guy named Rocky Erickson took the stage with the Meat Puppets and the locals went nuts. For me, the two songs the Meat Puppets played were pure magic but Rocky’s set was a little uninspired. That’s fine, a little bit of Meat Puppets is all I need.
- Next up was country time and I doubled over to Momo’s to see Terrie Clark. My girlfriend loved this lady so it was treat for her to see Terrie up close and personal. I, on the other hand, was just along for the ride. She’s a pretty good guitar picker and she put on a good set. I was more enthralled with the Porchstep electronic boot thumping device. It was a piece of wood with a mic jack to capture a foot stomp when kicked. I never knew that existed.
- I ended my SXSW experience at Emo’s Annex and got there early enough to see Fang Island first. The building joy from this band filled the stage and poured out to the audience with each minute of ecstatic jamming. The crowd, as well as myself, was into this fully and everyone left the set with a smile on their face.
- Lastly, it was the Omar Rodriguez Lopez Group. He was out supporting a compilation with his band but SXSW made for a very special appearance by Cedric Bixler-Zavala. For those of you who don’t know, put those guys together and you get The Mars Volta. My SXSW experience was complete with the jamming and off tempo thumping of this collective. Ho man, when they ask 1o years from know where music skewed off into fantastic directions I will point to these guys.
That was it. My feet were tired and I beat up my body so much that I am just now getting over my SXSars sickness. I’ll be uploading the videos I took for a good deal of these artists so look for that. Thank you SXSW, for filling up my music discovery and rediscovery needs for another year. It’s my music honeymoon.
SXSW Day 03: Is That Recoupin’ Or Is That Recoupin’?
Ho man was Day 2 such a brutal end for me for SXSW Music. I was going to catch a couple of more acts but my body said no. Stomach virus and sickness stuck in my dreams overnight and I hoped none of those would come true for Day 3. Let me tell you, even with a ginger stomach, I recovered like a rock star. I made up for the loss big time and got a real day’s worth of music in. All I had to change was my choice in spicy foods. Here’s the list:
- I checked out the Sacred Animals at the Aussie BBQ to begin the day. I remember them being electro-rock like and enjoying it very much. There’s a theme of rock bands with laptops for me this year.
- To switch things up I went upstairs and was lucky enough to catch The Seedy Seeds (after some black metal band I will just not mention). This power trio switched instruments alot and seems to be the only band that has a banjo with techno music beat backing. Very upbeat and tasty indeed.
- Every year I pop down to the D’Addario party to get a hamburger and a fresh set of acoustic guitar strings. Welp I got my medium weight strings and checked out the very rocking Novocaines. I talked about these guys before but I can’t put in words the energy they have on stage. This is what rock and roll needs to be.
- Round and round we go to the next party and it was the Berklee Music joint. I wasn’t too excited about Emily Albert and the backing band there. Last year I napped here and this year I kinda wished I did. That said, they seem to jam off each other pretty well.
- Seriously Latitude 30 and the British Embassy has got to be my favorite day party of SXSW. I always seem to end up there. For Day 3 I double backed and spotted some ambient musings by Dam Mantle. The build up was great for his style of music and is something I’ll be popping on the headphones at work.
- Next up was another set of Unicorn Kid. Redemption was the song as I watched this real kid bounce on his gear pumping out video game techno. I felt like I nabbed a 1UP while noshing on this second helping of The Kid.
- It was party tent time next and I checked out a one Laura Jansen. She reminded me of a Dutch (out of LA) version of Joni Mitchell. She kept the beat up well enough to get me from sitting position to standing.
- After a brief break, Headhunters was the place to be to start out the evening. Headhunters gets the award for worst bathroom break of the year while Mondo Drag gets my psychedelic band of the year. These Iowa boys kept on driving and driving on their vintage gear in such a cramped place. I’m going to tune out with these guys real soon again.
- Empress Hotel offered a nice break in the action with their poppy New Orleans sounds. Again, electric dance layered every other instrument for this band. The only difference is that Empress Hotel seemed just a little more heartfelt. My lady liked Empress Hotel mucho mucho mucho.
- The hit of the night for me was a blast from the past, and the first one at that. Jonathan Edwards, the guy who brought us the 60s hit ‘Sunshine,’ is actually putting out an album after about 20 years. To celebrate, he had his trusted bass man Stewart Shullman, a poached mandolin player by the name of Taylor Armandame, and a great banjo player named Charlie Rose. This was a pickers paradise as folk and bluegrass collided in a great palette cleanser for me. You can tell the difference between a new musician and an old one when the new one uses a pedal to tune and an old one uses his ear. The whole conference this year was electric and Jonathan Edwards brought a musicianship I missed until then. Fantastic.
- Speaking of electric, The Chain Gang of 1974 was up next and karma was at play. The lead singer was way too into himself and I believe they took things just a little to seriously. That and they just were never happy with the sound. They kept wanting to up the vocals and guitars on the board, even through a few songs. Of course, some breakers flipped and the power went out. Apparently the studio sound is a sight to hear but live wise they sucked.
- I was doing my best to avoid hip hop this year but I just couldn’t I got in early to see the next guy and because of that I had a mini treat called Araab Muzik. This pint sized dude sat in front of some sort of grid pad drum machine and banged away at like a zombie. Entranced in his beat mashing, Araab Muzik conjured up some weird sounding shapes. I finally got into it by the end and actually missed him when they cut his set short.
- A-Trak was part of the Invisible Scratch Pickles collective and I was lucky enough to see a good 15 minutes of his set last night. He is a pro and it was about time I saw some professional turntablism. I very much prefer the needle pricking as opposed to the hip hop type songs he put out.
- Lastly, a giant of the 80s woke up and finished out the night. In a mix between Kraftwerk and Devo, Men Without Hats forged a quirky, weird revolt in the 80s. After listening to more than just the ‘Safety Dance,’ I can say the I feel like I missed something with these guys and I need to regroup. Much like they did for SXSW.
More regrouping after the recouping for me. The last day finished out perfectly and even after fighting off some symptoms, I managed to wrap up the whole conference strong. Stay tuned for my last day review.