Fuck rock festivals
From thefader.com, regarding SXSW:
"See, here's the one thing about rock and roll festivals: most of these bands are abjectly terrible. Irrelevant. No reedeeming musical value. Adding insult to injury, you have to see all of these jokers prancing around during daylight hours - you'll be sitting there trying to enjoy some pancakes and whatnot, and in comes a swarm of bad haircuts, ill-fitting blazers, and general airs of douchebaggery. Its enough to make you swear off six-stringers entirely. Fortunately, we still have the Secret Machines."
Fuckin' A.
Relatedly (that's not a word), the Secret Machines' new album Ten Silver Drops is online/on iTunes right now, in stores April 25. Get that shit.
"See, here's the one thing about rock and roll festivals: most of these bands are abjectly terrible. Irrelevant. No reedeeming musical value. Adding insult to injury, you have to see all of these jokers prancing around during daylight hours - you'll be sitting there trying to enjoy some pancakes and whatnot, and in comes a swarm of bad haircuts, ill-fitting blazers, and general airs of douchebaggery. Its enough to make you swear off six-stringers entirely. Fortunately, we still have the Secret Machines."
Fuckin' A.
Relatedly (that's not a word), the Secret Machines' new album Ten Silver Drops is online/on iTunes right now, in stores April 25. Get that shit.
posted by Paul at 3/22/2006 05:53:00 PM
3 Comments:
I think you have to be either extremely passive or fucking fanatical to endure a rock festival like this past summer's Lollapalooza in Chicago. Hot as a motherfucker, not enough shade, sound bleed coming from two stages at once at any given time, and a lot of mediocre bands, not to mention Perry Farrell urging everyone to save the environment by sending text messages. Basically, a lot of time and torture between one good act and the next. International Noise Conspiracy trying to foment Communist rebellion among teenagers holding $120 tickets and $3 Cokes. Slave-ship crowding on the Red Line on the way back.
I think I would do it again, if only for:
1) Blonde Redhead turning their tight little songs into massive, loose improvisations, and
2) Anton Newcombe shouting insults across the field at Dashboard Confessional.
That's right. Rock spontaneity is now a packaged rip-off. That's why Lollapalooza is officlally for psychopaths and dupes. Until there's something better, I will probably just put up with it.
That's right. Dig my point of view!
Scott: At least you could try your hand at the Pitchfork Intonation Festival.
It's much cheaper and has better music, better location. You just have to put up with stupid-ass, wannabe rock critic, wannabe hipster blogger nerds -- "blogsters," I call them.
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