Posts Tagged ‘Portugal The Man

03
Apr
11

It’s the final countdown

Hardly.

So I’ve been doing the Coachella warm-up countdown over at Examiner. Gratuatous self-promotion in 3….2….1….

CLICK ME FOR FREE MONEY. Just kidding. No, but click for my articles.

Also, I’ve become a full-time writer for MetalRiot.com,which I will also pimp:

All of my articles and reviews

Both avenues are quite fulfilling and MetalRiot is growing at a fine rate. I hope to one day take down Blabbermouth.net, but not for any moral reason. The site is the gold standard and to top it would be monumental. I work with a good team of people and being a part of a successful project may open up doors I never thought possible.

As for concerts, this month and the next are totally packed just so long as promoters and bands hold up their end of the bargain and let me in.

This Friday is the first time I will be seeing Sleeptytime Gorilla Museum and the last time they will ever perform again (not true, they play one more show the next night but I wanted to sound cool).

Then Coachella is NEXT WEEK OH MY GOD and that should be most exciting. No interviews scheduled this year, so it may be a bit less hectic and disappointing than last year. I need more energy for the lasers, anyway.

Saturday, the biggest metal show of all time is coming to Indio and I get to see Metallica, Megadeth, Anthrax, and the mighty Slayer. Also, I may get to do an interview, which would I think cause me to stammer and freak out a bit.

Dredg’s new album comes out May 3rd and a show at the Roxy is due to accompany it. I’m close to being confirmed, but may have to go the night before, which isn’t too bad but I’ve never been a CD release show that didn’t involve a hometown friend being in the band.

May is sort of insane, with that Dredg show being in the same eight day period as Between the Buried and Me, Portugal The Man, Ghostland Observatory, Mogwai, and Coheed & Cambria. I’m only confirmed for the first and the last show of that list, with Coheed’s being a double set (acoustic included) and the entireity of their debut album being played with more promised content. If I do go to each and every show, it will be the best and worst week of my professional life. The pennies in clicks I get pale in comparison to how much gas I have to buy as well as time lost sitting in LA traffic as all six shows are in the City of Angels.

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08
Jun
10

Top 15 Bonnaroo Moments: #15 – Mexicans in Tennessee

Oh, boy.

I took a list of 20 and cut it to 15. I have chosen a #1 and the first entry. The rest will take some deep thought and stories still need to be pieced back together.

First, an introduction to the festival is due. A flight from California to Nashville (not Memphis) is about seven hours long and contains a few drawbacks: you leave extremely early, you have to pay for airline food, you transfer somewhere (usually Texas), and even when you land, you’ve only completed one third of the traveler triathlon. The final two, driving and setting up camp, both require patience, although depending on your cargo you might breathe extra easy past each degree of law enforcement that is peeled away like an onion at each checkpoint.

The joy of finally settling in and sitting in your lawn chair or car or patch of grass overwhelms all pains of getting to that lawn chair or car or patch of grass. It’s nirvana. Unless it’s raining…

The most constant act at Bonnaroo is Shitty Weather. They play every year, whenever they want, and sometimes it’s a light, acoustic set with a few drops, but all too often it’s a dungy, muddy tune. Prepare for the worst possible thunderstorms you’ve been a part of. I highly suggest wrapping your body in tin foil and sit under a lamp to gauge how much they detest heat. Please don’t do that, actually. Even when it is raining you will be sweating from the humidity.

I’ve gone for the past six years, but I won’t be attending this year’s festival. I’ll be looking back at some of the most life changing moments I’ve experienced and some of the other folks along the way. The culture of Roo really makes it unique. I was told by someone I highly respect to never use the word unique, but I honestly cannot fathom anything else like Bonnaroo.

Too bad the lineup isn’t better this year…