Thursday, March 13, 2008

SXSW Music: Day 1

I have something embarrassing to confess. Despite growing up in Austin, being in Austin during Spring Break after that on numerous occasions, and living here for the past two years, I have never been to a single official musical event. There. I said it. Flashback to Monday. A guy who we met at our local had made a ridiculous bet (whether Dan Rather would win his lawsuit) and I think realized his judgment had been affected by the sauce and was looking to settle up. Boom! Two wristbands! I am a South By virgin no more.....

Last night, I spent about an hour on the official website narrowing down what bands sounded like they would be fun. I found a lot of interesting sounds there, but the venue I was settling on had to overcome my fear of dealing with East Sixth Street. Finally, I found music I liked at a venue I could park at: Warp Magazine's Show at Opal Devine's Freehouse. The Missus was not enthusiastic about going out (probably because she didn't have the last 1 1/2 hours invested in finding a place to go to). I saw three performances, and my neophyte reviews follow:


Kanko: These guys are actually from Austin, and their music is a little hard to describe. Their were some moments of mariachi, some surf rock sounds, a rapper's delivery, and a little bit of punk thrown in. The mostly Mexican crowd didn't seem to get it at first, but by the end they had people moving.


Los Dynamite: Mexico City band with English lyrics and a huge following who came up to support them from DF. Fucking brilliant. Strokes-y, Hives-y, Energy. Made a 32 year old feel young again. For 35-40 minutes, at least.


Sussie 4: I talked to their front man, Odin, while we were waiting for Los Dynamite to play, and he had a great attitude and seemed real psyched to be down here. Then they came out and blew me and the audience away. The idea of live techno doesn't appeal to a lot of people, but everyone in that tent was moving within 2 minutes of the first song. Odin was all over the place, playing drums, tweaking the Korg, playing bass, and he probably played a xylophone too, but I couldn't see from my angle. For God's sake, his name is Odin, dammit!

Brilliant.

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