gvb on the radio
Tonight's SIRIUS Blog Radio playlist is made up entirely of free & legal mp3s that can be downloaded from the artist/label/promo websites. Also, we have a real live girl guest hosting tonight! (g vs. b's new contributor, the lovely Michelle). Listen on Left of Center, tonight at 10 Eastern. I'll be posting the entire playlist, along with mp3 links for each song, tomorrow morning. Here are a couple preview tracks:
Emily Haines (of Metric) The Lottery mp3
Rappers Delight Club First Ladies Anthem mp3
Aziz Ansari takes in Tapes 'n Tapes' set
My boy Austin, whom I met this weekend in Chicago, sent us his "Pitchfork Festival Observations From a Non-Indie Dude," and we thought it was pretty funny and just about 100% accurate:
I thought I'd tell you guys some of the cool and not-so-cool things I noticed at my first official "indie" festival. (Note--I should point out I listen to what I call "diet indie" music, basically, the indie stuff that isn't quite as eccentric as The Knife, Liars, and Danielson.)
First, the pros...
- Everything was CHEAP, CHEAP, CHEAP! $1 for a bottle of water?
Unbelievably fair. Food was cheap, as were the brewskis.
- The record store--what a cool setup. I bought Blood on the Tracks for 10 bucks. Search that on eBay, see if you can find a copy under twenty. And oh yeah, it was a NEW copy.
- Small bands having HUGE audiences. You could tell this was a great feeling for more unknown bands such as Voxtrot to have so many people to play for. I saw Voxtrot in Athens, GA on the day their 2nd EP came out to the public and eleven people were there...eleven.
- Personal space. Man, those shows were all packed, but you totally had room to stand. Even my girlfriend (the quintessential "excuse me while I bump you out of my way while I get to the front" person) didn't want to fight for the front spots when we showed up late. Especially in the heat, that was great.
- The music.Great bands, great fun, not a bad set all weekend.
- READY ART BRUT?!?! - The winner of the "band i'm not really into but has one of the best live shows I've ever seen" award. Congrats, guys!
- THAT FUCKING GUY ANNOUNCING EACH SHOW!!! Look pal, we get it, you put a lot of time and effort into making this possible, and hey, thanks again. But if I have to hear you yell the words "community," "grassroots," or "I" once again, well, I may just upload a Sum 41 record on your iPod. But honestly, how annoying was that guy? Did anyone else play a drinking game where they had to chug from the first "grassroots" until the last?
- People talking to the bands during the set. I saw this Friday
night with the Joggers, then it hit a real bad climax with Band of Horses (of course the guy was RIGHT next to me.) I've never been to shows where people try to talk to a band WHILE they're performing! Is that a normal indie show thing? Is it going to happen at Wolf Parade next week? Uh oh.
- People wanting pictures who could care less about the music. I saw one guy, not sure his name but other bloggers knew him, who would leave each show after 10 minutes and 20,000 clicks to get a good spot at the other stage. Craziness. I understand some people have seen these bands before, but I started watching this guy, and he left EVERY show after he got his pics. Oh well, I bet his blog is full of cool shots.
- I did some heavy people watching, and at no time did I ever feel that anyone was even attempting at hooking up later that evening. Maybe someone else saw it, but this was like the hipster event of the year. Hipsters from all over came here--the cream of the crop. Why weren't they trying to meet that special someone or at least trying to sleep with them? Isn't there a limited number of hipsters in each town? There were thousands of choices here, and it seemed no one was on the prowl. Kudos to anyone who did hook up, but I certainly didn't see it.
(On a side note, you could put that as a pro considering there really wasn't any gross drunk people making out during an entire show. That happened to me at a music festival last year, it's pretty uncomfortable.)
- Finally, no one liked to jam out or have fun with the music. Okay, I shouldn't say "no one." But the crowds were tame. Don't get me wrong, I hate the mosh pit stuff, but the general movement from your average fan was a steady foot stomp. I remember (vaguely) being a little inebriated during Voxtrot and my girlfriend and I going nuts and when the show ended everyone looked at me like I was loon. That was one of the funnest 45 minutes ever, though. But my point is, people seemed too cool to get into the music. Who's too cool to enjoy moving to their favorite music? The Pitchfork Festival people, apparently!