That’s right, chitlins. I’ve teamed up with Quinn of Quinnstorm.com, and together we are trudging full-force into the trenches of this year’s Austin City Limits Festival. Well, I’ll mostly be running the camera and audio as we chase down rockstars and guzzle all the free booze a benevolent god can bestow upon us. Also there will be golf cart rides.
I’m rather excited to take this giant leap into semi-professional cameraman status. I’m also very happy to be teaming up with Quinn, who I edited a few episodes of Quinnstorm (Heartless Bastards, Passion Pit) for not too long ago. So I’m hip to his jib, I like his swagger, and I predict we’re going to have a rather good time this weekend, despite the threat of rain.
What is especially intriguing about this whole adventure is the fact that I will be on as about the “opposite” side of the fence at this festival as I could possibly be. I mean, I can never be stripped of my musicianship and see music ever as just a “fan,” but I’m eager to see how the bands treat “the help.” As someone who’s played almost every major US festival in the last couple years with What Made Milwaukee Famous, I know how it can be to get shuffled around at breakneck speeds, trying to make every single interview and signing when all you REALLY want to do is go see goddamn Queens Of The Stone Age. “I can HEAR them. They’re right THERE! Are we done here yet? Piss!” So yeah, maybe I’ll get a little randy and let Michael out of the box on one of these days. Maybe even bring some tasty treats to lure Karen O into my cave with? M’yess.. Methinks so.
So here we go kiddos. ACL 2009 is upon us. Let’s all do an UN-raindance and play nice. I’ll be watching you. And wtf, come on up and say hi.. Maybe I’ll feed you.
