Last weekend (April 26-28) I had the opportunity to shoot pictures at Austin Psych Fest for my friend Greg who writes for the Examiner. He posted an awesome write up of the music here. I also got to shoot “bonus” material in the Sailor Jerry air stream trailer, that full slide show is on Examiner here.
I really enjoyed hanging out in the air stream seeing the tattoos getting done, and drinking some yummy Sailor Jerry drinks in between sets. (Shout outs to Dana Dynamite, and Leslie Merinoff for their great hospitality!)
After that weekend, I decided I needed to drink some Sailor Jerry at home. I’ve been making a drink called Dark and Stormy. It’s super easy and very refreshing. Here’s how we mix it at home:
You can find more drink recipes on the Sailor Jerry page. I’m also partial to the backyard tea recipe.
Tons of bands came through to get tattoos from the legendary Keith Underwood and his pal Philip LaRocca. Keith apprenticed with Mike “Rollo Banks” Malone, who was trained by the man himself – Sailor Jerry. So you can imagine the great classic tattoos that were done at Psych Fest. Philip helps run The Austin Tattoo Company, where they’re conveniently doing Traditional Tuesdays. These guys were super nice, I even got a little tattoo on Sunday night.
I got to see a couple of the girls from Warpaint, King Kahn and BBQ show, and The St. James Society all get tattoos. Below are my faves from the weekend.
It’s over. I am tired. I am attempting to figure out what to do with life now that I am no longer watching a tiny person 3 days a week. While I sort that out, you can check out what I was up to during the fest.
Sunday-Thursday- Volunteer wrangling
Friday- Headed straight to my shift from a day of client meetings. Finished shift and headed out to meet M at Belmont. Sadly we arrived after the free drinks stopped flowing. We decide to go to Gingerman instead
Saturday- Work , laundry, and hanging with my kiddo. Made it downtown around 7. We hit a few parties (something at Stubbs, then Buffalo Billiards, then AMOA) then I met a friend for drinks before the rains came. Luckily, I had the car that day and we didn’t get too soaked.
Sunday- I biked down in time to see the Hidden Room Theater in ACC. Then I rolled with the theater peeps to a few parties (liqu-or-treating). I must say, film people know how to throw a party. Forget the processed cheese. Bring out the plate with the cheese with cute labels on toothpicks. We ended the night with Spring Breakers.
Monday- Worked from home.Biked to Zach Scott for Loves Her Gun. Minor work emergency leading to bike ride home and more work. Biked to the Long Center for Zero Charisma. Closed the night out with Pit Stop.
Tuesday- Never again will I schedule a 9 am client meeting during SXSW. That was pure stupid. Then there was a bridal fitting, more stupid on my part. Didn’t make it downtown until late so I ended up driving in. Thought about seeing Cirque, but ended up going to the the IA closing party at Stubbs (Local Natives, Joy Formidable, Deadmau5 and Richie Hawtin) then headed home.
Thurs- Worked from home. Biked in to see the Improvement Club. Stopped at the Samsung Lounge to see if it was still possible to win Prince tickets. Missed out on a film. Caught Sixpence None the Richer (Gibson Room). Headed to the Pandora Den to meet up with a friend and caught Dawes, and Nicki Blume and the Gramblers. It was a party hopping day so we ended up at Patagonia free Pizza and Split Squad then Lucky lounge for Ian McLagan. Real dinner at Roll on Sushi. Then the Daptone Showcase at Grownup town (aka ACL Live). I finished the night at the Music Hall. There was no line and I finally got to see Tegan and Sara
Fri- I biked in for We Cause Scenes and then walked to the Drafthouse for Finding the Funk. I met up with a friend for dinner. Then I went to Antone’s for Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears before heading to the Pandora Den for Angel Haze. the plan was to see Talib Kweli but that didn’t happen. I finished out the night at Antone’s and saw Little Green Cars and Thao and the Get Down Stay Down.
Sat- I biked in for Brother’s Hypnotic . I managed to get in to the Finding the Funk Panel.I met the guys from Wallpaper. I killed some time exploring Flatstock. I grabbed a quick dinner at Naan Stop and spent the rest of the evening tweeting from the Doritos Silo.
I had planned to camp at the Pandora Den last night in order to see Talib Kweli in a smaller setting close to “grown up town.” I was hanging out with a friend, I discovered a new artist, Angel Haze. Things were looking good.
Next up, Third Eye Blind. Not so excited by this. Sure, there was a little high school nostalgia going on, but for the most part, I could have lived with out it (BTW, they announced themselves as a new band. Seriously. You can’t do that when your audience is comprised mostly of 30 somethings. Oh well, at least there was a place to sit down. I could take care of email and such on my phone.
No such luck. Not only was there no 4g signal, but apparently the cops were shutting the venue down. While I was complaining about first world problems, people had filled the streets and the parking garage behind me.
I know my wish was for them to stop, but I didn’t want the whole venue to close. Of all the places to get shut down, this was an alcohol free, all ages show. But, what can you do when a mob of people has decided to camp out on the street and block traffic? The folks at Pandora tried to remedy the situation by blocking the view of the people on the street, but by then they were out of time. It was pretty close to curfew for the noise ordinance so they had to shut the venue down completely. I ended up going inside Antone’s to catch a few bands and wait until the angry mob cleared out. The 4g signal came back and I chuckled at the irony that was Third Eye Blind performing “Jumper” to a crowd of people camped out on the upper floors of a parking structure.
“I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend, You could cut ties with all the lies, That you’ve been living in, And if you do not want to see me again, I would understand. I would understand.” Deep down, I think that they knew the crowd was there for Talib.
I’m closing out 80s week with John Cusack. If only he were wearing a suit when he stood at the window with a boom box over his head.
80s Men in Suits week continues with one of my favorite gingers, Eric Stoltz. He is Some Kind of Wonderful
Due to the overwhelming amount of Brat Pack era men, I need to double up today. Andrew and RDJ were both in the 1987 film Less than Zero
He will always be Duckie from Pretty in Pink.
You thought I was kidding when I mentioned cruising the internet for pages from Tiger Beat and the like. Something says this was from Rob’s Playgirl Magazine shoot and not Tiger Beat.
He looks about 12 in this photo, but if I had to guess, this was taken in 1983 around the same time as War Games.
By special request, I give you 80s Men in Suits Week. Prepare yourself for some white jackets, skinny ties, and popped collars (oh wait, that’s what the hipsters are wearing now). I am trolling the internet for the pages of Tiger Beat and the like for this one.
Today’s Man in a Suit is James Spader. The man we loved to hate as Steff in Pretty in Pink (I hated his girlfriend Benny more). Linen suit, open shirt, loafers and no socks.
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