Category Archives: SXSW
Burma Addendum
Turns out the Mission of Burma profile on Myspace is actually being run by Roger Miller himself, and Clint Conley also has a profile there. I sent Clint an email the other day, since he and I have some fairly important things in common…he had his own struggles with alcohol and other substances back in [...]
You Fuck Like My Dad, and other SXSW highlights
This first song is called “You Fuck Like My Dad.” With that, we are introduced to the lead singer of the duo Giant Drag…a deeply-disturbed little waif from LA who manages to channel both PJ Harvey and the ghost of Jeffrey Lee Pierce…bluesy growl, smack, and all. Reviews I’ve read keep mentioning My Bloody Valentine [...]
Stagefright Blues
Returning to clubland has brought back something that I’d almost forgotten: my horrendous, pathological, near-crippling stagefright. I cannot pee if somebody is watching. It just doesn’t happen. I’m standing at the urinal and hear somebody walk in behind me and some valve somewhere just slams shut. It’s always made clubbing quite an exercise in tactical [...]
Fear and Loathing in Austin
SXSW. Just the very letters fill me with exhaustion. OK, so it’s really just a blur of cold medicine and Red Bull that propels me, so don’t expect any bats, but cut me some slack, OK? This is the first time in about eight years that I’ve bothered to get a wristband, even though in [...]
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