Showing posts with label austin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label austin. Show all posts

Thursday, December 20, 2012

The Sword and American Sharks @Emo's 12-19-12

The crowd between sets millin round. Hippy homeboy in front was twirling his hair. Still - seemed like he had some game.

American Sharks in motion - was diggin.

This song they wrote about dog food.

The crowd awaiting the sword - taking a bit bit too long as some of the conversations around me got awkward.

FUCKIN' SWORD!

And more.

Grey marker dryin' on me.

Me running out of steam as the metal continues.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

A Blue Night @ the Barton Springs Saloon 12-17-12

Wide shot of the back of the bar, plenty of flannel and caught shot of Miriam the waitress on the right.

More flannel at the table across the way in front of the bar. Dollar Lone Stars really pack 'em in.

Hip dudes conversing. My man's white sweatshirts had an intricate system of zippers and flaps,

Saturday, December 15, 2012

Around the Pool Table @Barton Springs Saloon

the crowd rotating around the table

dude in the green jacket tryin' to play shark

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Hanging with Griff 1108-1109

 
Watching Spiderman 4

Watching Spiderman 4

Werd SuperGriff

Watching Spiderman 4

Early morning at IHOP

Monday, November 5, 2012

Sketching day 3 at FunFunFun Fest

Little girl in pink superman cape on daddy's shoulders watching the Briefs.
Briefs rocked it out as the afternoon got late.
On the PIP deck.
Japandroids playing as the glare of the setting sun got harsh.
And geared up hipsters prepared for the evening.
And it got dark in the crowds.
And slowly scribbled my way through til
Black Moth Super Rainbow








Saturday, November 3, 2012

Sketching day 1 FunFunFun Fest 11-2-12

Followed these 3 from the P-I-P beer line to observation platform.

Smokin' in the Napalm Death crowd

In the Napalm Death crowd - curly kid gabbin whilst everyone else focuses on metal.

El 10 11 - strings.

El 10 11 - percussion.


Women waiting on the fancy P-I-P bathrooms.

Exene ffrom afar - made her more Charro-esque.

Quickie sketch of John Doe during X Los Ang eles set.

Monday, October 15, 2012

A Post-ACL NIght of Drunkenness at the Barton Hills Saloon

Table across the way with the crowd in the parking lot behind - some belligerence developed over a chair a bit later.
3 drunkards Bro-ing out at the Barton Springs Saloon after Saturday night after ACL. Hipster Heisenberg was the only one I could hear. 
Woman with super head of curly hair and her man who looked chiseled from stone.
Another table of friends, occasionally harassed by the nightly drunken wanderer.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Into the Evening at Fader Fort - SXSW 3-17-12

 A flirtatious conversation under the tent @ Fader Fort. Splashes of green as St. Patty's day pierces SXSW. 
 A sea of hip young folk. Started with the melancholy girl in the bowler and spread out from there - by the time I was done she became much more sociable. 
 Hanging in front of the sound booth at the back of the tent 
 Rapper named Ritz from the ATL. Learned a bunch about him. He likes smoking weed and wanted to know who else does. The only way he knows how to get girls is by lying to them. His mother used to say his eyes should be brown cause he is so full of shit. 
 Didn't catch her name but she was looking for her Speakerboxx. 
Outside the fort as I was headed off to East Side Pies. As the sun was setting line was still stretching long with 1-in-1-out hopefuls behind the barrier, thick with chained bikes. Gave girl my wristband as I figured I would not be back - she managed to pry it over my hand with out tearing it at all - like a pro -  hope she made it.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Fear, Hull, and Fresh Kills @ Red 7 Patio - SXSW

Fear - I Love Livin' in the City - Lee Ving still got some Rock and Roll mean
Fear - I Don't Care About You 
Fear - King Creeper of the pit.Beefy red faced and off the hook. 
The ladies section at the front of the stage.
Hull - they were loud
Fresh Kills singer, David Byrne genetically melded with David Vanian