So it’s the second day of South by Southwest music and I have just now reached the point where I want to yell at the
hoardsHORDES (as in The HORDES of Beloved Pain in the Ass Pedants –seriously, you can quit it now–) of carefully unwashed indie kids here to live the rockstar dream for a week to just leave their money and go home.
This is a personal best for me as I usually hit my yelling-at-strangers point roughly five minutes after the first plane lands from L.A. and while I haven’t ever actually yelled at strangers and decency prevents me from wearing one of the famous “I Don’t Care About Your Band” shirts much less this little jewel:
I do find myself irked at the interlopers.
But then I think, you know, Austin is a great town. All the live music you could possibly want, good weather for most of the year (oh how I chortle at the people who complain of Austin’s humidity. Clearly they’ve never lived any place like DC) great Tex Mex, excellent universities, friendly people –t-shirts notwithstanding– and you’re pretty much allowed to do what you want and be who you are without getting bothered about it. It’s got a small town friendliness and some pretty great big city amenities, plus you get to co-opt all the great and fun things about being a Texan without ever having to touch a cow.
Today Miss Plumcake wants to know:
What’s your favorite thing about YOUR hometown? It can be where you live now or where you were born. It can be a place, an event, or just the feeling of it. I’m curious, so let me know!