Aw Damn.. Rabbit Tusk interlopers invade Texas. There was mellow, there was mayhem. A hotel room was virtually trashed. Flights were scrambled, and extreme public nausea was observed. The highlights? Dan Deacon street sighting (I swear!), No Age destroys the dark, and hot girls in matching fuchsia jumpers. I think I forgot to mention Redman. Yes, also Redman.

The first night the NASA party was on hit. They were at capacity early, and it is rumored that peaches got into a skirmish with the bouncers upon being denied entry. (What party is complete without rough play, really?) Squeak E. Clean and Ze dwarfed all the other performances based solely on costume alone (a little help from Sage Vaughn never hurt anybody. Them Jeans showed up like a cyclone made of clydesdales halfway through Brother Reade’s Curtis Mayfield interpolation “push”, the vibe was the requisite bonkers to match the affair. A-Trak, Kid Sister, and Spank Rock all showed strongly, representing chicago and various other eastern seaboard destinations with party jams. The VIP area looked like a horse stable full of urban nighttime eyewear and unfindable wool head coverings, and the front entrance was crawling with fools in spacesuits. There were fireworks, there was barely parking, and Los Angeles was definitely in the building.

The rest of the week went well, the Sean Carlson/David Cross “Mess With Texas” party was everything it was cracked up to be, the Fuck Yeah Fest curator never really fails to deliver the serious jam, and Mr. Cross isn’t too shabby of a performer either. Simon Dawes was a standout at the Record Collection showcase, I suspect they are becoming killer before our very eyes. Keep an eye out.

As much fun as we were having, we had to spin right round to fly back to anaheim to witness Jeans and BR open for none other than Clipse at the house of blues. It was a night that began with dressing rooms, catering, and more CZ/allover print/bedazzled Bapes than you can imagine; and ended in fishnets, cold onion rings, and not one but two milkshakes. Each. More on that later.

Posted March 20th, 2007 - Permalink