Yet another episode of the Loblolly Blog. Its been a crazy week but I'll keep it nice and concise.
You couldn't have asked for better weather during SXSW. It was sunny with a high around 74... perfect for bike riding. Which is the way that I started out the week. The Austin Social Ride guys teamed up with SXSW people and put on a massive bicycle ride that was full of hills, stop lights, hanging out graveyards and good ol' fashion intoxication at the end with raffles and give-a-ways and other such great things at Mellow Johnny's (which is Lance Armstrong's shop in Austin [for those of you who don't know]). The only bummer was the part where every time I would walk into the store literally 5 people would come up to me and start asking me if they could, "Try on a pair of glasses in the case" or "What size is this Masi road bike" or "Could you tell me where my asshole is? I'm too drive to drunk." The excuse was, "you look like a bike guy." Granted, I am, but honestly, I was too drunk to even help them anyway. And also, as a side note, every establishment I walk into I usually have at least one person ask me for help... no matter what the subject matter is... and sometimes I answer them. Anyway... some pictures of the craziness.
Nothing like starting a ride off with some marching band tunes...
With piccolo, of course.
The excitement builds. I'm pretty sure this is everyone's FF (falacio face).
Tons of bikes! And we were at the end (of 600 people).
Cuddle break at the capital
Bike pile! We tried to stack them but they ended up toppling over. ArtFAIL.
This was taken right before Erik and I started a dance party to Ratatat.We then only stayed for the first two Walkmen songs.
A fine night was had. But with every good night there always comes a terrible morning, which sometimes results in you cutting a chunk of your finger off while your washing dishes. Bummer.
This made it extremely hard to play any of the shows that I had that week... but luckily I didn't have to wash any dishes at Dominican Joe because I was running sound the entire week for all of the awesome bands that played. We booked around 80 bands to play in a 4 day period. We had an inside and an outside stage to that we could bounce off each band immediately after one another. Oh, remember when I said that the weather couldn't have been more perfect for SouthBy? Well, it was... until Saturday... on the day that I booked all of the music. The temperature ended up dropping down to 38 degrees during the day and threatening to thunderstorm. So, in order to pull the show off we had to cram all of the bands on the inside. Which, somehow, worked out perfectly. Everyone was really fun and appreciative (except for a very diva like drummer) of the day and I left with a smile on my face. Unfortunately, I missed the only day that had all of the shows that I wanted to go to but I still got to see Cheap Trick the night before so I couldn't complain.
Maybe the highlight of the week was when my friend Marcus had an after hours show at his house where a great songwriter from Denmark played called The Migrant and a string metal band played called Judgement Day and my friend Josh and I had a freestyle battle between one another... here are some reviews:
"I was laughing so hard that my cheeks hurt the next day."
"Somehow, I had the overwhelming feeling that I was going to go to hell after hearing it."
"I knew it was inappropriate the entire time it was happening but I knew it was ok."
There it is. Keep an eye out for our hip-hop group, Androgynous Fart, and our EP comin' out this fall ya'll.
After the craziness of SouthBy, things have started to wind down. I've, yet again, packed up my stuff and moved my tent into the backyard of a friend's house to try and sort my life out only to find that after 3 days the dog wasn't going to have it.
Backyard+Dog+All of your belonging+Rainstorm=TentFAIL.
A fine night was had. But with every good night there always comes a terrible morning, which sometimes results in you cutting a chunk of your finger off while your washing dishes. Bummer.
This made it extremely hard to play any of the shows that I had that week... but luckily I didn't have to wash any dishes at Dominican Joe because I was running sound the entire week for all of the awesome bands that played. We booked around 80 bands to play in a 4 day period. We had an inside and an outside stage to that we could bounce off each band immediately after one another. Oh, remember when I said that the weather couldn't have been more perfect for SouthBy? Well, it was... until Saturday... on the day that I booked all of the music. The temperature ended up dropping down to 38 degrees during the day and threatening to thunderstorm. So, in order to pull the show off we had to cram all of the bands on the inside. Which, somehow, worked out perfectly. Everyone was really fun and appreciative (except for a very diva like drummer) of the day and I left with a smile on my face. Unfortunately, I missed the only day that had all of the shows that I wanted to go to but I still got to see Cheap Trick the night before so I couldn't complain.
Maybe the highlight of the week was when my friend Marcus had an after hours show at his house where a great songwriter from Denmark played called The Migrant and a string metal band played called Judgement Day and my friend Josh and I had a freestyle battle between one another... here are some reviews:
"I was laughing so hard that my cheeks hurt the next day."
"Somehow, I had the overwhelming feeling that I was going to go to hell after hearing it."
"I knew it was inappropriate the entire time it was happening but I knew it was ok."
There it is. Keep an eye out for our hip-hop group, Androgynous Fart, and our EP comin' out this fall ya'll.
After the craziness of SouthBy, things have started to wind down. I've, yet again, packed up my stuff and moved my tent into the backyard of a friend's house to try and sort my life out only to find that after 3 days the dog wasn't going to have it.
Backyard+Dog+All of your belonging+Rainstorm=TentFAIL.Nothing like coming home in a rainstorm to see all of your shit strewn across the backyard and a huge hole in your tent. The good knews: The Arrested Development DVD's came out ALRIGHT! This is why cats are nice... all they do is lounge around and watch porn on the internetz.
'till next time.
Cheers,
Luke
'till next time.Cheers,
Luke
