We sent our man Adam G. down to SXSW to report back on the haps and have a good time! Hopefully he won’t get too fucked up to get back to us, but we are a little concerned by his first writeup. Check it out below.
And so it begins. I spent my last night in Philadelphia utilizing what makes the east coast great, hot tubs and Gilbey’s vodka. I am now laying in bed after getting off our plane in Austin at 8:30pm last night, and after getting tipped off to the best titty bars in Austin (my buddy Joey knows the manager, and he gave us his business card) we made our way downtown. We stood in line at the Purevolume house to try and get our badges to see Johnny Flynn, but we were more than an hour and a half away from even getting them when we heard the first song of his thirty-minute set start. Still needing to get our England on we rushed over to the British Embassy for their opening night showcase with FREE BOOZE. And they say that the British have never done anything for us (they say that right?). We checked out a great DJ named Unicorn Kid and some Libertines wannabe before getting tipped off to a Pomegranates show that was happening a few blocks up the way. We sat through some okay bands before finally at 1am the PGranates took the outdoor stage at the Beauty Bar to melt our faces off till we were kicked out.
The night ended with some great bratwursts (topped to the nines with onions, mustard and hot sauce) and a very jovial homeless guy taking pictures with me.
(Photo by Joey F.)
– Adam G.