Who: Austin City Limits Festival, Day 2
When: October 14, 2012
Where: Zilker Park/ Austin, TX
With: Taryn, Tristan, Steph, Darrell, Peter, Mike
Of Note: All the emergency ponchos in the world can't stop us from dancing in the rain
Day 3 highlights below!
Emotional navel gazing about the week-end here
Day 1 here
Day 2 here
Day 3
The Features, Boxer Rebellion, Freelance Whales, Stars, needtobreathe, Civil Wars, Iggy Pop and the Stooges, Red Hot Chili Peppers
Day 3 began with my melting into an actual puddle of vaguely Jen shaped & scented goo because holy hell, it was hot. It's also worth noting that when I woke up Sunday morning, my entire leg was covered in hives where I had fallen down in the mud the day before. I apparently had an allergic reaction to Texas. The first aid tent assured me that it was not, "some weird Texas thing that was going to kill me."
Taryn really wanted to get to the park early to see The Features. I am so, so, so glad I sucked it up and went with her because The Features were AMAZING. Like, I have a new band to be hyper-obsessed with amazing. I love them. I love their indie meets classic rock sound. I love their beards. I love the "that's how - uh huh - clap clap - it sta-a-a-arts" chorus of 'How it Starts'. I have listened to their entire catalog obsessively since I've gotten home and I pink puffy hear them. If you are not listening to The Features, you should be.
I really wanted to see the Freelance Whales because Darren Criss' brother is in the band and I wanted to be in the presence of someone as the same genetic make-up as TV a capella dreamboat Darren Criss. The cool thing about the Freelance Whales was that they all played so many instruments. Their were banjos and marimbas and mandolins and the coolest instrument I've ever seen - it was like a sideways, tabletop accordion with some extra percussive elements. It was really impressive. Anyway, they were good, if a little too mellow.
I wandered down to see needtobreathe and was pleasantly surprised that I knew a couple of their songs. They had a cool party vibe, and it was obvious the band was having a blast. I questioned the denim jackets in the day's heat but, hey, I'm not a rock star. They were also a big sing along band, which I can appreciate. There were some college freshman (?) girls in front of me who were freaking the eff out, which was fun to see.
My only regret of the festival was that I didn't camp out with Taryn for The Lumineers because I headed over to see the Civil Wars (who were good, but again, maybe too mellow?) and by the time I got back to the Lumineers it was a DISASTER. Apparently, ACL did not anticipate 'Ho Hey' taking off, so they were on much too small a stage. You could not get close enough to see, let alone hear. I got stuck in a giant mob, got sad about being stuck in a giant mob, gave up and got a sandwich.
Following in Neil Young's footsteps, Iggy Pop also looked like he was close to death. But, homeboy can still rock out. Also, I was terrified that his pants were going to fall off. I'm not sure I've ever seen pants quite that low-slung. He pulled a bunch of people on stage to dance around and swore a lot.
Red Hot Chili Peppers were fun; Anthony Keidis wore some weird pants. They played lots of songs I knew and some I didn't. About forty five minutes before the end of their set, I realized that I had been standing and dancing around like an idiot for three days and I am not as young as I once was. Oh, the pain.
And that's that. ACL out!
When: October 14, 2012
Where: Zilker Park/ Austin, TX
With: Taryn, Tristan, Steph, Darrell, Peter, Mike
Of Note: All the emergency ponchos in the world can't stop us from dancing in the rain
Day 3 highlights below!
Emotional navel gazing about the week-end here
Day 1 here
Day 2 here
Day 3
The Features, Boxer Rebellion, Freelance Whales, Stars, needtobreathe, Civil Wars, Iggy Pop and the Stooges, Red Hot Chili Peppers
Day 3 began with my melting into an actual puddle of vaguely Jen shaped & scented goo because holy hell, it was hot. It's also worth noting that when I woke up Sunday morning, my entire leg was covered in hives where I had fallen down in the mud the day before. I apparently had an allergic reaction to Texas. The first aid tent assured me that it was not, "some weird Texas thing that was going to kill me."
Taryn really wanted to get to the park early to see The Features. I am so, so, so glad I sucked it up and went with her because The Features were AMAZING. Like, I have a new band to be hyper-obsessed with amazing. I love them. I love their indie meets classic rock sound. I love their beards. I love the "that's how - uh huh - clap clap - it sta-a-a-arts" chorus of 'How it Starts'. I have listened to their entire catalog obsessively since I've gotten home and I pink puffy hear them. If you are not listening to The Features, you should be.
I really wanted to see the Freelance Whales because Darren Criss' brother is in the band and I wanted to be in the presence of someone as the same genetic make-up as TV a capella dreamboat Darren Criss. The cool thing about the Freelance Whales was that they all played so many instruments. Their were banjos and marimbas and mandolins and the coolest instrument I've ever seen - it was like a sideways, tabletop accordion with some extra percussive elements. It was really impressive. Anyway, they were good, if a little too mellow.
I wandered down to see needtobreathe and was pleasantly surprised that I knew a couple of their songs. They had a cool party vibe, and it was obvious the band was having a blast. I questioned the denim jackets in the day's heat but, hey, I'm not a rock star. They were also a big sing along band, which I can appreciate. There were some college freshman (?) girls in front of me who were freaking the eff out, which was fun to see.
My only regret of the festival was that I didn't camp out with Taryn for The Lumineers because I headed over to see the Civil Wars (who were good, but again, maybe too mellow?) and by the time I got back to the Lumineers it was a DISASTER. Apparently, ACL did not anticipate 'Ho Hey' taking off, so they were on much too small a stage. You could not get close enough to see, let alone hear. I got stuck in a giant mob, got sad about being stuck in a giant mob, gave up and got a sandwich.
Following in Neil Young's footsteps, Iggy Pop also looked like he was close to death. But, homeboy can still rock out. Also, I was terrified that his pants were going to fall off. I'm not sure I've ever seen pants quite that low-slung. He pulled a bunch of people on stage to dance around and swore a lot.
Red Hot Chili Peppers were fun; Anthony Keidis wore some weird pants. They played lots of songs I knew and some I didn't. About forty five minutes before the end of their set, I realized that I had been standing and dancing around like an idiot for three days and I am not as young as I once was. Oh, the pain.
And that's that. ACL out!
The Features!!
Freelance Whales
needtobreathe
Texas may have tried to take me down but I was too tough for Texas...
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