SXSW, week of total smackdown epicness

shows of note. or at least the ones I favor.

Wednesday 3.18

- Club 115 has a bitchin lineup of world music, so get out your bongos and didgeridoos. Bands from Trinidad, Buenos Aires, Montreal, Belem, and Melbourne all tonight.

- The Decemberists @ Stubb's

Thursday 3.19

- Stubb's all night: 3oh!3, Gomez, Andrew Bird and Ben Harper. electro-country-punk-hip-hop overload followed by a great indie-folk lineup for dessert - who could ask for more?

- Landon Pigg @ Maggie Mae's Gibson Room

Friday 3.20

- Bob Schneider @ Auditorium Shores

- The Bar-Kays @ Dirty Dog Bar (remember the Superbad theme song? That's these guys. hell yes.)

- Peter Bjorn and John @ Emo's

Saturday 3.21

- Silversun Pickups @ Antone's

- Explosions in the Sky @ Auditorium Shores

- THIRD EYE BLIND @ Stubb's

anybody know when the Blue Scholars are playing?

hmm.

are there any good hostels in Austin? I hear about all these great co-op places to live for students, but no hostels.  After all, Austin is essentially a destination now, not just a hippie college town.

UT Catholic Center launches gay support group

http://www.dailytexanonline.com/1.1361510-1.1361510

more thoughts on this when I get out of class...

gadabout

a little girl sobs on her bedroom floor

cries, "Daddy why don't you love Mommy anymore?"

he stares at his feet, a tear on his cheek

slowly disappears from her door

a teenage girl saw her life in a flash

of the ocean eyes of a boy who

brought her to life, they dreamed together

they dreamed

got caught in the bedroom with maps and guides

playing punk rock music, everything to hide

but their love was true

it was true

back of a train, ocean eyes strains

searching the midnight sky, what to wish for?

teenage girl pretends to sleep in his lap

stealing peeks at the boy who brought her back

ocean eyes smiles down on her, no need to wish anymore

adolescent girl sobs on her bedroom floor

cries, "Baby just tell me you don't love me anymore"

five years gone, she doesn't understand

ocean eyes stares at his feet, tear on his cheek

slowly disappears from her door

a girl hears the rumble of her plane

stares blankly at the earth below, wondering who's to blame

looking for home in dozens of countries, she runs

she runs, all grown up now

an older woman stirs and wakes

voices tell her "arrivals at gate 8"

tiny lines on her face, blank stare remains

trail of bitter tears in the men she left home, she runs

she runs

a spoonful of slavic folk with a dash of punk rock

I stumbled upon the musical stylings of DeVotchKa this morning and had to share.  I know, I know, I'm sure you've heard of them, but I get so giggled up over the stuff that's a new find to me that I have to write about it.  so... their music.  it's like this big hodgepodge smoothie of russia-meets-greece-meets-indie/folk-meets-punk.   how could you not want to check out a multi-instrumental band with a dude playing the theremin?  the theremin, man!  this unique band is finally getting more buzz, thanks to their appearance at Bonnaroo and more notably, their Grammy nomination for the Little Miss Sunshine score.  baller.

if you haven't heard of this band already, check them out: they're playing tonight at 8 at La Zona Rosa.

http://myspace.com/devotchkamusic