Thursday, March 17th, 2005
Gone To Texas – Part 1
Okay, it’s waaaay too goddamn early in the morning. I am guesstimating that I will be up for… 22-23 hours today if I don’t get some sleep on the plane. Which I most certainly will.
I am all packed, travelling light. Gone over my SxSW schedule but am totally prepared to toss most of it out the window if someone convinces me there’s something worth seeing that I haven’t heard about. There’s really no point in travelling 1300 km to see acts that I can and will see at home. This is all about the new, baby. Not necessarily the hyped, but the new. And to that end, I spent last night doing some last-minute mp3 previews, checking out stuff that’s playing at soft spots in the schedule. Indecision, baby.
I will be trying to do some token blogging from Austin while I’m down there, but seeing as how I’m probably the only dude down there without a laptop or wi-fi or any other such hi-tech gubbinry, we’ll have to see about that. Filter is blogging the festival though, so go there for your fix.
If anyone reading this is going to be at the festival and spot me, say hello. And direct me to free food. I don’t have a cellphone or anything with which you could contact me, but if you spot an Asian guy with a Canadjun accent being hauled off by the Austin police, I’d appreciate you posting bail for me. I’m good for it.
…But in the meantime…
Remember how the other day I was wondering who the hell Matthew Vaughn, director of X-Men 3 was? Well The Beat was wondering the same thing. Short answer? He’s Mr Claudia Schiffer. That’s a load off my mind, since he’s obviously someone who can relate to his comic book geekboy audience. Since we’re all married to supermodels as well.
…And we’re off.