I had an excellent time at SXSW, as many did, but I was particularly excited to have earned a SXSW Film Wristband as well as a discount Music Wristband. Below I will list, in chronological order the films, bands and events I attended. I will highlight my favorites with a brief paragraph but all of these are things I enjoyed.
“Is that an empty shed? IT IS NOW THE ZUNE LOUNGE AND CHARGING STATION!”
In the month leading up to the glorious chaos of SXSW buildings that have laid dormant for months are inhabited by construction workers, designers, carpenters, cleaning crews in the fevered rush to turn every available space into a fully-functioning venue.
Wade here with some great events for those of us not interested in/can’t afford the Austin City Limits Music Festival. There is much awesomeness to choose from. Check out Ditch the Fest Fest 3, Austin City Locals, Silent City Limits, and Friends and Diamond Rings at the Mohawk.
In ’96, Hussein Ali ‘Mike’ Yassine opened Treasure Island, what was to be the first venue of many in the Yassine Enterprises family. The ambitious Mike Yassine once told the Statesman he planned to open 1 new bar a year. As new venues opened, the scope and motif of the clubs also became more ambitious, from shark tanks at Qua, pulley-driven cages at Kiss & Fly to a real wood "eco-friendly" interior at Roial. At least two new venues were planned for this year: one where 219 West had once been and another unnamed project aimed for the Rainey Street District.
One of the big hits from last year’s SXSW was The FP, a (very) independent flick that’s since been licensed for distribution by our local Drafthouse Films. Having seen a screening last year, I’ll share some of my thoughts. Actually, I’ll first share some thoughts I found scribbled on the men’s room wall at The Hideout:
Last weekend was a busy one for me, boys and girls. In fact, the entire month of November has been busy for me, but that’s another story. It all started when my good friend and podcast host Wade gave me his three day pass to Austin Comic Con, since he would have to work over the weekend (everyone shed tears of sadness for Wade). I thought, “Awesome! A free pass to a comic convention! I don’t even have to pay for a hotel room!”
I had one of those interesting maturity moments this week. I’m sure we’ve all had them (except Wade, whom I am going to start calling the gay Peter Pan). My work has implimented a 401(k) plan. We had a meeting on Tuesday with the representatives from… whatever company we’re going to be using. It was an odd feeling, sitting there, 26, thinking about planning for retirement in some 40+ years. It’s taken forever to get to 26, the years seem to crawl by, and I can barely picture myself at 30, much less at 65. Yet all around me lie the tell-tale signs of age.
I love South Congress. I live in South Congress and have for 3 years. I was incredibly lucky when I moved to Austin and, knowing nothing about the city, found a good house in SoCo for a good price. I love being able to walk down the street and window shop, people watch, and then end up at what is probably my favorite coffee shop in all of Austin, Jo’s Coffee. Then I walk back to my house with a little more people watching, window shopping, and music listening. It’s peaceful. It’s nice It’s my happy place. But if you have been to South Congress lately, you’ve noticed that it’s changed.