Last day in Austin and the free festival type stuff is pretty much over so I decided to do all my gift shopping on South Congress before paying 20 whole dollars to get into a gig on the same street. This was a great idea until the cashpoint machine wouldn’t give me any money. It gave the guy after me money, his name was Richard. He asked me if I needed the more specifically for something, I explained about the gig, he asked if I fancied a beer. People are so ridiculously friendly here! After a beer and conversation about ATMs, I tried my other card. It gave me money. Richard only had $15 so I threw him the other $5 and we went to the gig.
We saw Carrie Rodriguez (He liked her, so did I), Triple Cobra (they had show girls in basques and sounded like a glam Aerosmith, that’s right, a glam Aerosmith). At this point Richard left me to it as he had college work to do and was in danger of staying out and getting drunk. I stuck around for Grady, Ivan Julian, Lenny Kaye and Chuck Prophet (excellent) but flaked out and got a cab back before Michael Monroe and Alejandro Escovedo. There’s only so long you can stand in a venue by yourself without losing the will to live, besides, early start in the morning.
Sunday 21st March : ATM Buddy
Last day in Austin and the free festival type stuff is pretty much over so I decided to do all my gift shopping on South Congress before paying 20 whole dollars to get into a gig on the same street. This was a great idea until the cashpoint machine wouldn’t give me any money. It gave the guy after me money, his name was Richard. He asked me if I needed the more specifically for something, I explained about the gig, he asked if I fancied a beer. People are so ridiculously friendly here! After a beer and conversation about ATMs, I tried my other card. It gave me money. Richard only had $15 so I threw him the other $5 and we went to the gig.
We saw Carrie Rodriguez (He liked her, so did I), Triple Cobra (they had show girls in basques and sounded like a glam Aerosmith, that’s right, a glam Aerosmith). At this point Richard left me to it as he had college work to do and was in danger of staying out and getting drunk. I stuck around for Grady, Ivan Julian, Lenny Kaye and Chuck Prophet (excellent) but flaked out and got a cab back before Michael Monroe and Alejandro Escovedo. There’s only so long you can stand in a venue by yourself without losing the will to live, besides, early start in the morning.
MJ