One of the few names that I desperately wanted to check out was Nneka and her private performance at the Texas Embassy was full of heart and Nneka was all smiles for the crowd. There’s something about the way her lyrics, voice, music and vibe come together for a performance that beckons spectators to see a full show and listen to her record. I also saw She & Him at Stubb’s and then The Black Keys at Mohawk Patio, both of those performances were noteworthy. However, what I will remember most fondly about SXSW–and what I am most intrigued by–are the international acts that I saw. Nneka is the easiest one to appreciate because she sings in English, and, on a deeper note, there is something relevant about a singer/songwriter from Nigeria representing multiculturalism and defying commonplace expectations. Her border crossing was in the making for some time, and the attention she is gaining is greatly deserved.
Mear One Live Paiting time lapse during Low End Theory this past wed. LA or Japan it goes down. Photography by Roger Griffith
I hit the wall yesterday. This whole SXSW thing can run you down.
The group’s first gig was a DJ set with Kingdom and L-Vis 1990 back at Silhouette. A small crowd got in to the mid day acid house set the masses filed in for the day.
I landed in the Levi’s Fader Fort to meet Keys N Krates and catch The Very Best. The set was excellent, and then I fell in love with Marina and the Diamonds. Well, more so Marina than the Diamonds….
The xx closed out their maiden SXSW voyage by performing in the final slot at the XL Recordings showcase at the Central Presbyterian Church. In the air hung an atmosphere of intimacy and reverence. The boisterous and booze-laden concert settings of the festival were left at the door and the band performed a well-sounding set–the acoustics and the bass were very intense, similar to the calculated concentration that Romy Madley and Oliver Sim exude. True to form, they kept it cool and barely hinted at smiling until leaving the stage.
Austin is rowdy, y’all.
Hoards of hipsters and freaks mob 6th Street and all adjoining arteries. 20 closed off blocks of street bands, kissing booths, food carts and side shows set the scene for the tens of thousands. I’m shocked at the amount of quality you get on the street alone, from the food to the french horned Amish lookin’ crazies, everyone is good at something. I feel like Anthony Bourdain with these street carts right now.


























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