Well, we made it. Barely.
Roughly 60 hours, more than 2,000 miles and, remarkably, zero fatalities later, THE NEW HIGHWAY HYMNAL, BEARSTRONAUT, filmmaker Sam Greenfield, and myself crashed into Austin around 5am this moring. Thanks to a hookup by the Phoenix’s Chris Fara1, we were able to park Brucie our Vanya Records prison bus in a lot not far from the Fader Fort By Converse.
The live showcases have barely begun on this Tuesday opening day of South By Southwest's music stretch (overlapping with the conclusion of interactive for more crossover between the two) and SANTIGOLD is clearly this year’s post-hype sleeper.
The early buzz around SXSW suggests the artsy Philadelphian anti-pop badgirl will have a bit of a renaissance after a relatively quiet few years since 2008’s self-titled debut record had critics racing to dub her the “next M.