like grandmother, like daughter. only more rock ‘n’ roll.
Much like my grandmother before me, I have a terrible habit of writing things on scraps of paper and then hanging on to these scraps for years. I never use them, but I am never convinced enough that I won’t use them that I am willing to throw them away. My grandmother’s house in Louisville was littered with recipes that she never cooked and reviews for books she never read.
But we— that is to say, you and I– live in the world of computers. Which means that I can type up things from scraps of paper, throw away the paper, and still never look at my notes again.
Falling into that category: a list of every band I saw at SxSW this year:
TUESDAY
Star Slinger
Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire
Bear in Heaven
WEDNESDAY
The Chain Gang of 1974
Craft Spells
Tennis
The Drums
THURSDAY
Tournament of Hearts
Slow Club
DIVE
Japandroids
Papa
You Say France and I Whistle
The Kaiser Chiefs
Chad Valley
FRIDAY
Chairlift
The Big Pink
Free Energy
Bearstronaut
Diamond Rugs
Counting Crows
Gigamesh
SATURDAY
Deerhoof
2:54
Tanlines
Suffice it to say, I didn’t get bored.