
It was a feast for the eyes more than the ears - a sea of emo kids and rockers past their prime - glammed up guys and half dressed girls. There was an undeserved confidence in the air - no one out of uniform. The steady flow of tight legged jeans and boys with eyeliner seemed almost as important as the music itself. The streets were lined with hopefuls ready to expose their concoction of “the next big thing” - and there we were – excited, hoping to catch the scent of something new and inspiring. From door to door the sounds of tired new wave and post punk littered 6th street. Apart from the signed acts that filled the late night circuit, an onslaught of vapid, unsigned bands put their spin on everything from 80’s pop to hard core and rock. We spent most of Friday night sampling what Austin had to offer - taking in ANNUALs, THE CUBICLE and a few other forgettable bands before returning to our hotel around 1am.
Saturday began early, as load in for our 2:45pm show was at 10am and we were supplying the backline. The venue was The Six Lounge on 4th street. A modern bar that on any other night more than likely contained a trendy set of professional twenty-somethings. This was a far cry from the other dives we had experienced the night before. The stage was an interesting space of width not length, placed directly in front of the bar. The above balcony supplied lounge seating and a birds-eye view of the stage below. After a quick load in, the wait began for our chance at a sound check. Gordo (the sound engineer) and his assistant Chris worked for several hours putting the pieces of the puzzle together. As luck would have it, all sound checks had to be cancelled and by 1:15 Gordo & Chris were working at a feverish pace just to insure an “on time” start - These were two of the nicest guys we have had the pleasure of working with. What most “fans” don’t realize is that the process of sounding good (sonically) is almost completely out of the band’s control. They are at the mercy of a soundman, who more times than not, has been abused by other “difficult” bands and has no interest in helping you (the current band he is engineering) achieve a good stage or house mix. Lucky for us this was not the case. Though a sound check was out of the question, Gordo went out of his way to make sure we were taken care of.
The show consisted of five acts. We worried that lynden would be the only full band represented but when the second act, LIAM & ME, took the stage – all worry disappeared. From the first note of the opener, ZACK HEXUM, we knew the bar had been raised. He reminded me of a more focused JEFF BUCKLEY. Solid songs and a great set of pipes rounded out a nine-song set.
LIAM & ME were up next. Without missing a beat they launched into what seemed to be a mix of Maroon5 and The Killers - Hooky songs that played in vein with the current trends of popular music. It seemed to be the fluid theme of this year’s sound. The 80’s had returned but most bands didn’t realize 2003 had already yielded all we wanted from this category. I am by no means trashing Liam. The band performed their songs with great precision and there were elements of their sound I truly enjoyed.
After a seven-song duration it was lynden’s turn. We quickly took the stage and made sure Matt was ready to go. He arrived only thirty minutes earlier and was in a mad frenzy to line-check his keyboard and cello. Within minutes Chris (our drummer) counted in the first song and we were off. Though sloppy in some sections (mostly turnarounds and outros) our seven-song set flew by without much incident. Upon completion we quickly said our “thank yous” and left the stage. The response was great and in one fell swoop the pressure that had been building for several weeks dissipated. We did the required schmoozing and settled in for the next act.
NICO STAI took the stage with an acoustic guitar and a handful of gravel voiced songs. I enjoyed his cover of the 80’s R&B classic “Rumors” but with few arrangement variations the set soon turned into a blur of predictable ballads.
From there the show prepared for the “star” - our “headliner” of sorts – Mr. CARY BROTHERS. If you are unfamiliar with Cary’s work, you probably have not seen a recent Zack Braff film or kept up with the new breed of singer-songwriters that are making a welcomed resurgence. Cary started the show with a bang – he did something surprising - something taboo by most managers, publicists and record label standards. This acoustic guitar wielding new “it kid” began his set with the one song that had garnered him his current commercial success – “Ride”. I found it ballsy and refreshing to see someone who seemed unfazed by the “rules” of the industry. It was obvious that he cared more about the introduction of new material than relying on his “one hit” to define who he is as a musician. The set followed with one acoustic rocker to the next and was done with great ease.
As the show wrapped we quickly packed our gear and loaded the van we had traveled thirteen hours in – what seemed like moments before. The ordeal of SXSW had been an interesting journey for us. With travel issues, last minute financial glitches and half of our management stuck in a blizzard - at one point I wondered if this adventure would prove worthwhile. But as great as the struggles were, the rewards were that much greater. We left Austin with some new friends and a bevy of life experiences we will not soon forget.