It's March 6th here in Austin and, according to the Weather Channel, it's -147f outside. Come on, Spring! Winter is good because of Thanksgiving and Christmas but after that little clump of fun stuff, there's nothing between you and horrendous, frigid dreariness but... President's Day?
The reason I write all of this is because SXSW is next week, and that is a major Spring indicator for me. I just don't know how I'll be able to offend and berate music industry insiders if I'm not cursing my choice of pants over shorts.
Now that my beloved Jane Magazine has gone under, I've got to find other SXSW parties to haunt. Man oh man, have I ever found substitutes. Sadly, on a lot of the parties, I know nothing on the bands or the refreshment situation. This means I'll spend a lot of time next week listening to Panamanian harsichordists while standing in line for biscotti. All of the time that I'm looking for possibilities, I can't help but think Jane Magazine would never allow this to happen to me.
Now seems like a good time to publicly announce that if my previous shenanigans with Jane killed the magazine, I hereby apologize. In my mind, all of that counted as positive publicity; it's not like Dean Zyvarb and I torched the place after canceling their insurance policy. Alas, those folks knew how to throw a jam session.
One more year, one more unit of SXSW craziness. Hopefully I'll have more to report here next week.Posted by Cody at March 6, 2008 9:06 PM