While waiting for HUNDRED WATERS to begin their set at Hotscotch Festival earlier this month I could already tell the audience was edgy. The shows had been starting late all night, and a lot of people were trying to decide if they should stick around or run to some of the bigger acts that were starting. The people who stayed, however, got to experience something truly special.
Hey folks! It's been a week since the HOPSCOTCH festival, and I'm still buzzing with happiness despite lots of travel and starting school pretty fully. After looking through my camera when I got back, I discovered that I had a ton of pictures left over from the fest.
Wye Oak performing live at the Lincoln Theatre as part of the Merge Records showcase. Photo by Nick Johnston.
So, another year, another HOPSCOTCH. This time around, the weather gods weren’t exactly kind to the denizens of Raleigh, North Carolina, and the visitors and press that assembled to take in the festival’s delights.
We began day one of HOPSCOTCH at the Berkeley Cafe, which has long been one of my favorite venues in the city for an intimate show experience. In terms of Boston venues, it’s pretty close in size to somewhere like Great Scott or T.T.’s; the major difference between the lot being that the Berkeley serves fried food to compliment the cheap beer.
So I saw CASSIS ORANGE, our North Carolina pick in 50 Bands 50 States, today at a Trekky Records day party at the Pour House, where the Cities Aviv shit went down two nights earlier. Thankfully, this show, also a part of the 2012 Hopscotch Music fest, was a hell of a lot more peaceful, and no rowdy-ass frat boys were in sight.
After we tabbed Memphis' CITIES AVIV as our Tennessee pick in this past summer's 50 Bands 50 States feature, we were pretty excited to catch Gavin Mays' set last night at the Pour House as part of Hopscotch Music Fest. But we were bummed when it ended after only 20 minutes.
The alternative hip-hop artist has been riding high on the strength of hypnotic Shirley Bassey-sampling blog-hit “Coastin’.
Hello, it's Nick, the Boston Phoenix summer music intern, still on the job even though classes at Emerson have begun and summer is a distant memory. Right now, I’m in Raleigh, North Carolina, brimming with a frustrated anticipation for tonight's sets. I arrived here yesterday, along with my main man/fellow writer Miles Bowe, where we were greeted by some horribly ominous clouds.