Remember how Saturday Night Live used to have those interludes called “Deep‚ Thoughts by Jack Handey” and then followed it up later with the less successful “Fuzzy Memories by Jack Handey?” Well, here’s a much less successful interlude to your day we’ll call “Fuzzy Memories by Drinking Buddy”.
SXSW 2009 was an incredible time in the lives of Oz, Woody, Shirk and me. And we brought a few other friends of HearYa again this year. As usual, it was awesome and we were not. Here are my top fuzzy memories from the 3 days I was there:
1. Running into Brad Womack, the sexiest Bachelor ever, outside a bar he owns and asking him if they accepted v-cards there.
2. Langhorne Slim at Club De Ville at 1am Thursday night. We were all exhausted, but Langhorne’s “whiter Prince” stage presence was more effective than one of those mysterious 5-Hour Energy shots. Below is a pic of Langhorne getting everyone riled up.
Langhorne and fans
3. Taking this picture at the Elvis Perkins show and then getting as far away as possible from this gentleman’s buttcrack.
crack-a-lackin
4. Love Language’s set at Habana Bar. Those guys are my new favorite.
Love Language
5. Oz calling me out for being a white guy doing an impression of a black guy doing an impression of a white guy. I thought it went really well.
6. The Blind Pilot set at Club DeVille. They played a new song called “We Are The Tide” that’ll make your ears moist. Find it here.
7. J. Tillman at Red Eyed Fly. I love that bar – plus coming down from Chicago, getting outside into the 80 degree weather, cracking that first PBR and listening to J. Tillman with about 40 other people is pretty tough to beat.
J. Tillman
8. The warm sun, free live music, Brooklyn Lager, and delicious pizza at Home Slice. Also tough to beat.
9. Deep Dark Woods acoustic set at Threadgills. I only caught the last couple songs, but it was great to see those guys live. Cherubian voices. It was also fun having Woody heckle us about our tummy aches.
10. Taking this picture at the Cold War Kids show and then getting as far away as possible from this gentleman’s horrendous disease featuring some sort of beriberi and leprosy blend. He also bled on his date. Good times!
Medical Journal Looking Picture
Not so plain white tee
Until next year, Austin. I love you.
Here are two mp3′s to help you forget I ever wrote this post.
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Dad always thought laughter was the best medicine, which I guess is why several of us died of tuberculosis.
there’s so many things that could be said about this…but the before and after pictures of that poor woman’s diseased and blood-stained shirt really say it all.