In case you’ve been living in an abandoned cave for the last 10 years and you haven’t heard of the annual South by Southwest (SXSW) festival in Austin, TX, then let me paint a picture for you. Downtown Austin gets crunk while thousands of hot indie rock and film dudes and dudettes from all over the world swarm the streets of Austin like a pack of sexy killer bees. There is film, music, drinking, networking (aka hooking up) and general debauchery. There are shows every hour on the hour at every possible venue—even the local Pita Pit and Laundromat have live shows—from 4 p.m. until 2 a.m. for five days straight. Are you getting the picture yet? Well, I’m on a plane right now … headed there. Squeal! After the jump, what I’m most excited about for SXSW 2010.This year I will be waiting in line (with a press badge mind you) to see some of my favorite acts. Many of them I’ve seen live and others I will see for the first time this week! Umm … hello Margaret Cho, Spoon, She & Him (feat. Zooey Deschanel), Billy Bragg, Broken Social Scene, Ra Ra Riot, Miles Anthony Benjamin Robinson (my indie dude crush), Tiger City (my fave Brooklyn band), Band of Horses, and The Watson Twins, to name a few. And there are some oldies but goodies: Evan Dando (I may or may not have been obsessed with him when he was in the Lemonheads back in the ’90s), Cheap Trick (rock never dies), Thurston Moore (I used to get crushes on dudes just because they liked Sonic Youth), and Sharon Jones. There are several hundred acts performing. I am doing my best to summarize here. I am getting dizzy with excitement. Maybe that’s just because I’m 30,000 feet in the air.
I’ll also be riding on the coattails of my indie-savvy, music photo journalist best friend who will be dragging me to see what she thinks will be my new favorite bands and performers—The XX, Sally Steltman, Timber Timbre, Papier Tigre, Band of Skulls, Beaches, and Broken Bells. And Kate has promised to disown me if I don’t come back to NYC having seen her faves — Frightened Rabbit, Fanfarlo, and Marina and the Diamonds.
And the cherry on top of this gritty, leather cake? I may have scored some passes to the very exclusive Spin magazine party featuring a performance by Hole. Courtney Love, the craziest bitch of all time, and me in the same room. Jealous? Even if I don’t get to see Hole, featuring mommy dearest, I can’t wait to party, see amazing music, and maybe lure in some unsuspecting hot dudes with my press badge. Come to mama with those skinny jeans. Stay tuned for updates!