But anyhow, like last year, my 2014 SouthBy experience was pretty limited in scope, but I still had a great time. At first, I doubted I would make a single event. Busy at work, busy at life. Meanwhile, hundreds and hundreds of talented musicians were gigging in Austin this week. (Even the buskers were great -- I guess they figure thousands of industry VIPs are in town, and just one of them needs to dig their stuff.) So finally, at the end of the week I decided I had to take Friday afternoon off work to see a little live music.
Knowing that the areas where the clubs are thickly clustered like Red River St. would be packed, my friend Jeff and I decided to check out a few free unofficial side parties on South Congress Avenue. I got to South Congress early afternoon, and things were indeed mellow by SouthBy standards. Still, several parties were underway over a stretch of about ten blocks. Enough people were milling around to make people-watching interesting. I grabbed a great bowl of veggie chili at a food trailer called Fat Cactus on Gibson St. and a cup of coffee and the buzzy Toms, which had just opened its Austin store two days earlier. Then to kill a bit of time while waiting for my friend to arrive, I ducked into a couple of small parties happening in parking lots right on Sought Congress to survey the scene.
I didn't bring my camera but just my small handheld HD video recorder. It was a practical decision, since the camcorder is a quarter the size and weight. I just got the thing and thought it would be fun to shoot a few scenes and maybe a band or two.
Sorry for the barely-audible narration. Obviously have some kinks to work out.
Jeff arrived mid-afternoon. We had an hour or two to kill before hitting our target shows: Lydia Loveless followed by Barrence Whitfield & the Savages at the Bloodshot Records party in the alley behind the buildings on the west side of South Congress. I was particularly excited to see Barrence, an old Boston garage rock legend who used to play regularly around where I went to college, and I first (and last) saw live almost 25 years ago.
Back page of the Sept. 6, 1990 issue of the Tufts Daily |
We ducked into a half dozen or so small parties up and down South Congress. We saw a few decent bands we'd never heard of, and one or two clunkers. These guys, the Soft White Sixties from the Bay Area, were pretty good I thought:
And of course, the battery on my camcorder died when I left the thing shooting without knowing it for, well, long enough the kill the battery. So I snapped a quick, meh shot on my phone.
Barrence Whitfield satisfying his audience at the Bloodshot Records party, SXSW 2014 |
That's it. Told you my SouthBy wasn't epic. But I think quality beat quantity any day, and I'm more than satisfied with the music I got to see this year, free no less. As long as the festival is back next year, I suspect I'll be dipping in the waters at some point to catch a concert, film or some other event.
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