Showing posts with label SXSW. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SXSW. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Welcome to TTTV



Look forward to more TTTV, a glimpse into the world of Tiye and Travis.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Final Thoughts

Since it's been nearly a week since SXSW ended, I thought I would just give some final thoughts on the festival (starting with the most important ;)

1. There is no hotter walking-sex of a bass player than Jared Followill...except perhaps House of Lords.

2. People in Austin do not understand that life goes on after 2am.

3. I'm saying it now, Scanners and The Sunshine Underground are ace and a half. Shitdisco and Lily Allen are shit and a half.

4. Paolo Nutini is that you?

5. No...close...yes!

And just close out my thoughts, a bit of nostalgia courtesy of the NME.

Faris Rotter is My Hero

This is a bit late, but better late than never. By the time I saw The Horrors play last November at Studio B, their hype was overwhelming their demos. Sure they put on a good 18 minute show, but I wasn't sure it was worth all the hoopla. I was much more impressed with their show at Bowery a few weeks ago. But it wasn't until I blagged my friends and my way into their day show at SXSW that I was truly won over.



I'm only sharing that crap picture because I thought it was funny that I cobrasnaked The Cobrasnake. That picture was taken right after I smashed my Polaroid to bits and right before we managed to end up front and center where I was too jazzed to be bothered with the camera. Though I missed seeing it, I was informed that Ultragrrrl was literally thrown off the stage by Faris. 50 cool points to Faris, already.

Once we were in the middle of the slow-motion (I shit you not) mosh pit, a little indie kid near by lit a ciggy. Cue mad-eyed 300 pound bouncer barrelling in, scaring all the scene kids out of their wits, violently grabbing little indie kid smoker by the collar to pull him out. As all of this was happening, if one were to look up, they would see Faris Rotter creeping slowly to the edge of the stage with a twisted look in his eye. The bouncer had only pulled little indie kid smoker about five feet before Faris leaped off of the stage and onto said bouncers head. Automatic 1000 cool points awarded to Mr. Rotter. Little indie kid smoker was let go by the bouncer who disappeared off to some corner with his bruised ego while Faris ran to the back of the tent to take down a police barricade. He brought it to the middle of the floor, slammed it down, and used it as a stage.


The show was over no more than 2 minutes later, but every kid in that room was wearing the biggest shit-eating grin of their lives. Having now seen The Horrors play three times, it was that tiny show in Austin that earned their hype for me.

Thursday, March 22, 2007

SXSW Pictures Part III

Click the captions to see the lot.


Kings of Leon


The Stooges

No words except copyright...oh and I fucking saw The Stooges!

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

SXSW Pictures Part II

More pictures. Part 2 of 3. Part three will melt your brain as I have over a hundred pictures of Iggy and the Stooges left to upload...and I was center against the barracade. Oh yes. For now enjoy some more of my favorites and visit my imeem for the rest.


Tilly and the Wall


Scanners


Hot Club de Paris


The Pigeon Detectives


The Blood Arm/Completely Rubish Indie Dance Party


The Holloways


Shitdisco


Pennie (The Automatic)

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

SXSW Pictures Part I

I'm so freakin tired of uploading pictures...I think I might have a cow...or six. A little over half of my pictures from SXSW are already up, but I'm going to bed now. Before I do, I'll show you some of my faves and link you up to the albums I created on imeem where you can see more albums and many more photos.


Mumm-Ra


NME Day Show


The Automatic


Jamie T


Razorlight


Lo-Fi-Fink


The Gossip


Pop Levi


Scissors For Lefty

There are many more albums I made than these and many more will go up tomorrow. Copyright, copyright, copyright...you know the deal. Go check them out. I'm going to go collapse. Night loves!

*dead*

Eugh, I've been imeeming SXSW for the past three hours and have only gotten through Wednesday. Fuck all! Bear with me people! You can go look at several things now but just to keep your mouths watering, here's a list of some of the bands I saw and took pictures of:

Bishop Allen, Scanners, Young Knives, Mumm-Ra, Keith Murray (We Are Scientists), The Sunshine Underground, The Automatic, Jamie T, Lily Allen, Razorlight, The Young Lords, Matt and Kim, Scissors for Lefty, Lo-Fi-Fink, Dengue Fever, The Gossip, Voxtrot, Pop Levi, Oh No! Oh My!, Tilly and the Wall, Thurston Moore, Hot Club de Paris, The Pigeon Detectives, The Blood Arm, The Holloways, Shitdisco, The Horrors, Locksley, Kings of Leon, and some random band called The Stooges.

Along with the pictures, I have a thousand emails to write and respond to, homework, and of course more concerts and parties this week. There's also the matter of my actual life and my paintings which by the way you can see now on my brand spankin newly updated WEBSITE. Hooray! I also keep hearing about this thing called sleep...

Monday, March 19, 2007

Proof That Drunk James Noo is Funny Too!



Proof That Drunk Tiye is Funny



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Photos that is...to sort through before I can share anything about SXSW with you lovely people. I know I said I would try and update my imeem throughout the week but I'm a damn dirty liar who was having way too much fun away from the internet this week. I just got home a few hours ago and I am planning on sleeping for the next century. Sorry for the delay...blame it on the wellies!

Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Serendipitous



Yesterday was completely mental, folks. I swear, running into Jason from Voxtrot while I had this fucking magazine in my bag was the
least serendipitous thing to happen yesterday. The list goes on in a very small-world kind of way which I don't really have time to go into. I just woke up a few minutes early and thought I would share. It's funny that I can't recall the name of the party that everyone and a half was at last night because there was promotional shit hung up everywhere. Goes to show that an open bar will render promotional tools useless. I'll find out the name and post pictures later. One day. Eugh, for now I'm all hawked up on Red Bull.