BBook x SXSW: Check Ya Later, Austin!

Despite the long lines on Thursday, my faith has been restored in the music at the festival due to one band, HAIM (pronounced Hi-yum). This sister trio from Los Angeles KILLED IT. If Patti Smith had started a band with her two sisters, this is what it would have sounded like. At the end of the performance each girl put down their instrument, picked up a drum stick and went at it on individual drums they had in front of them creating the SICKEST drum solo EVER! It was AMAZING! By far the best performance we’ve seen all week.

On a music high from the HAIM performance, Lorenna and I took the night by storm and headed out onto the streets to see what was up in the world of Austin. The crowds surprisingly seemed a little less intense then they have the whole week, which was a huge relief. But the ability to get into a show at night was still just as difficult. A friend of Lorenna’s texted her saying that Tom Morello of Rage Against the Machine was holding an Occupy Austin event on the streets not far from where we were. We were intrigued and headed down there.

A small group of people formed in front of the Swan Dive bar where Tom Morello stood welcoming everyone to the event and introducing Outernational, the band who stood behind him. He then headed back inside and Outernational took the stage. The crowd grew a little bigger and out of the corner of my eye I saw a medium-sized march happening to my left. It was at this point that we had realized midnight marked the six-month birthday of the movement. The march was led by people carrying a huge banner that read “Fuck the Police.” Outernational screamed, “Tonight we sing fighting songs!” and encouraged people to raise their fists. I felt weary about the whole thing and once the crowd started chanting “Fuck the police” I started to feel sad.

The Occupy movement I knew was a peaceful one. The marches that I had been in were so beautiful they brought me to tears. We stood side by side with students and doctors: all of us equal, all of us understanding that something needed to change or we were in trouble. After all of the craziness that has gone down all over this country with police beating and abusing protesters, there is a part of me that can understand the “fuck the police” sentiment. But you don’t start there. You don’t start with hate. As Martin Luther King, Jr. said, “Love is the only force capable of transforming an enemy into friend.” I don’t live in Austin, I don’t know their politics or their movements and I only have this one moment to base anything on. But all I saw watching that rally last night was a lot of angry people looking for a reason to scream at authority. That passion of peace, the passion of change, that wasn’t there. Choose love first. Don’t be angry just for the sake of it, it never gets you anywhere.

When we left the rally we decided we were going to attempt to get into a party or a showcase of bands we wanted to see. But the red lights and out-of-tune singing of a karaoke bar lured us in and there we found ourselves. Karaoke is the most underrated fun in the world. It is so hysterical and if it wasn’t so expensive in New York I would do it every night.

Our car was a million miles away and it was already after one, so we agreed to eat the expense and take a pedi-cab. This was only my second time being in one, and I am both terrified and exhilarated by them. For those of you who don’t know, a pedi-cab is a carriage seat attached to a bike. I have a hard enough time carrying my own ass on a bike, so I could not even begin to imagine toting someone else’s as well! Those kids’ thighs are rock solid.

Friday was an eventful and amazing day. We had three interviews with three amazing bands/performers: HAIM, Radiation City, and Illustrate. We’ll post those in a larger piece including our interviews with Spank Rock, The Drums, and Elizabeth and the Catapult. Every band/person we interviewed was so awesome, sweet, funny, intelligent, and insanely talented. I want to be friends with all y’all in real life, please!

During one of our interviews, we headed to this area in downtown Austin across the river that had a bajillion of the most amazing thrift/vintage stores. Our wallets are not so happy about what happened because of this, but our closets are super psyched. While standing outside interviewing my new favorite band/ladies HAIM, a bird pooped on me. As a result, I had no sweater to wear that night and was freezing, but I guess it means I’ll have good luck forever, right?

After spending too much money, we headed back downtown to see the band Radiation City play. Those of you who have been keeping up with our posts will understand how I feel about this band with just these few insights. They have two chicks on keyboards, multiple singers, and beautiful tuneage that I want to sing along to. I mean, I’m in love. Add in the fact that they also happen to be super awesome people just makes me want to have their musical babies.

We really lucked out with getting into really unbelievable performances yesterday. From Radiation City to Elizabeth and the Catapult my heart is filled with lady love. Elizabeth and the Catapult played at St. David’s, which is a giant church in the middle of downtown Austin. It was a pretty intense and amazing way to watch an artist like Elizabeth. Her voice and songs are so beautiful they make me cry and dance at the same time. In full disclosure, she is actually my sister’s roommate and a friend of Lorenna’s and mine, and we love her so much. They were having some sound difficulties and for some reason they couldn’t get her keyboard to turn on for the first half of her set. That poor girl handled it with the greatest sense of humor and cracked all of us up as she dealt with the ridiculousness of the situation. Did I say I love her yet? I love her!

We managed to get into the Flatbush Zombies show which was awesome, but by midnight a wall of exhaustion hit both Lorenna and me. St. Patrick’s day at SXSW lived up to its horror, and being out on the streets just proved to be a miserable experience. We were ready to get out of there. But not before spending another thirty minutes navigating our way through drunken pedestrian traffic with a car, which was just as awful as it sounds. We drove a friend of Lorenna’s (who is also a former editor at BlackBook) Nadeska Alexis (check her out at Rapfix) back to her hotel, and by the time we got home we were both so cracked-out that we could barely get out of the car because we were laughing so hard.

This experience has been equally as amazing and ridiculous as it was exhausting. I will never forget it for the rest of my life and am eternally grateful to have been able to do it along side my best friend in the world. In conclusion if you are going to make the trip to SXSW, be prepared. Know what you are getting yourself into, maybe only stay for a couple of days, and make sure to wear good shoes (my poor feet).

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