Hi
Austin. Fuck SXSW. There… I said it.
Here, the
music comes last. 5 minute set-up, no sound check, 15 minute set. The
“music” element is all a front, it’s the first thing to be compromised.
Corporate money everywhere but in the hands of the artists, at what is really
just a glorified corporate networking party. Drunk corporate goons and other
industry vampires and cocaine. Everyone is drunk, being cool. “Official”
bureaucracy and all their mindless rules. Branding, branding, branding.
It’s bullshit… sorry.
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