Traveling -- like house-moving, rush-hour driving, or a colonoscopy -- can be among the most stressful things in life if you don't take the right attitude. An exhausting airport venture is normally something that would make my blood boil, but with thousands of bands waiting for me in Austin, there was nothing to be angry about. Undeterred by lengthy stop-overs and an unexpected, but thankfully gentle, cross-border cavity probing, I dropped off my belongings, checked my stress gene at the hotel door, and set off downtown, deciding to let serendipity be my early evening guide.
- {Akron/Family @ The Mohawk Patio}
And a good guide she was. The very first building I chanced upon was The Mohawk, and I strolled on in just as Akron/Family started their late-afternoon set on the patio. Without going into too much detail, it was merely days ago that I was (probably rightly) chastised by a fellow Tiny Mixer for cutting down this very band after seeing a less-than-inspired live show. Another encounter was required and, as luck would have it, here it was. It goes without saying that I was proven dead wrong on my derogatorive blast, because this time around Akron/Family was in fine form, playing to and with the crowd creating a community glee-for-all that only they can achieve. Jamming and chanting was at a premium, and the crammed-to-capacity crowd sang balls out to a set filled with faves.
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- {Endless Boogie @ Beerland}
Instead of cooling my heels at an Irish pub (with requisite "traditional Irish music" like Aerosmith and JC Mellancamp coming from the PA), I bypassed this wee den of authenticity and instead checked out the tail end of Endless Boogie's set at Beerland. Aptly named, this New York foursome play loud, psychedelic drone pieces that are heavy on the endless, somewhat less on the boogie. I am a sucker for extended fret-adventures, so I basked in frontman Top Dollar's soloing. The sparse crowd was in the right place if it was looking for a band that mixes the new breed of blues-based stoners, Can, and a host of ’70s rawk like Mountain and Sabbath.
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- {The Week That Was @ Friends}
After declaring their self-titled debut as my #1 album of 2008, I simply had to catch The Week That Was, who popped into Southby for this lone show. For me, "Where Do I Begin" and "The Airport Line" were the best of the bunch but you cannot go wrong with anything the foursome played. Decked in matching black tees, TWTW played through with a list of tracks from their record with the same inimitable artful style and sense of intelligence and lured many admirers from the streets outside. I chatted to frontman Peter Brewis before the show and he said that he and brother David would be recording new songs for their presently-hiatused band Field Music soon. Good news all around but I'll take anything I can from these from Sunderland pop wonders. A good start to the day but I had a couple of nagging questions on my mind for the rest of the evening: Will I make it to the church on time? And if so, will I get in?
