…it’s nice when Brooklyn comes to you. I was in the airport last Sunday wondering: What is all of Williamsburg doing in the Austin airport? There were more hipsters than I’d seen in ages—tons of guys with shaggy hair, crayola-colored sweaters and matching crayola-colored sneakers, cigarettes dangling from their mouths as they waited for their instruments to come off the baggage carousel. I’d forgotten it was SXSW.
The festival was lots of fun, as much for the people-watching as for the music. Some new music discoveries:
Local Austinite Amy Cook, especially the song “Hotel Lights”
Last, but definitely not least, Japanese hair metal band Quaff.