South by Southwest: The Unplugged Version
Every March, something happens in Texas. Actually, lots of things
happen in Texas every March, and these include--but are not limited
to--cattle stampedes, open-pit barbeques, and cocktail parties
featuring middle-aged women with Astrodome-sized hair talking about
the upcoming high school football season. However, one Lone Star
event stands out in my mind: The South by Southwest Musical
Festival in beautiful Austin (my favorite American city that isn't
New York, Las Vegas, or Fargo). This is the four-day weekend where
roughly 45 million bands play 113 million songs for 4 billion rock
critics who are all gorged on brisket. Also, drinking is involved,
and some people probably end up having sex with indie rock
publicists named "Gwen." It's pretty ideal, all things considered,
and this year I went along for the ride with my two professional
colleagues A-Pap (a.k.a. "The Governor") and Cowboy Hat Girl
(a.k.a. "That Girl Wearing The Cowboy Hat"). These are mini-reviews
of all 28 shows I happened to experience, including the ones I
don't remember at all.
By Chuck Klosterman; Spin Staff 06.13.03 3:00 AM
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