On the first day of the annual Solstice Festival weekend, I spent that night hopping around downtown Austin. I was peering into local bars and venues, keeping an eye out for whatever hub wouldn’t kick me out for having X’s on my hands (looking at you, Empire). That night was a night of firsts for me, and I saw some quality acts on stage.
Eastside Kings Festival is a blues festival here in Austin with 30 artists performing at nine different venues all across the city. The event serves to celebrate and recognize several artist who have produced quality music for years.
While the Mohawk’s doors open at 8 p.m., shows usually don’t start until significantly later, sometimes as much as an hour and a half. Sometimes, someone might think that a show starts when the doors to the venue open, and that someone ends up on a balcony fighting a losing battle between their hands and the swarm of mosquitoes that had (I’m assuming) spawned in the rainwater that had pooled in the balcony trashcan next to the glass double doors of the Green Room.
So, The Bishops have released something new. Once again, it’s an example of a solid collaborative effort from a tightly knit familial powerhouse. Mr. Scatterbrained, the single, is all about self-discovery and cultivation of a more cohesive, assembled lifestyle.
Local Austin artist Dana Falconberry of Dana Falconberry and Medicine Bow is to visit several national parks for her newest tour. To promote their new album, From the Forest Came the Fire, Dana Falconberry and Medicine Bow will perform at a few national parks to commemorate the 100th birthday of the National Parks Service.
Tomorrow is the big day. That’s right, it’s the one year anniversary of Easter 2015! All joking aside, tomorrow is April 20, a day infamous for its parties and associated shenanigans, as well as being the eve of National Surprise Drug Test Day.
April Fool’s gone and so is every other cool holiday. Spring break is passed. Easter’s over. The only (minor) respite I’ll have for what seems like an eternity is the fleeting, brief release that is Summer Break, but even then I’ll have to get another job to make sure I can afford to live here in Austin. Thanks, Obama.
Resonant Frequency is a western nu-funk experience that paints an image of a rainy evening drive in 1983 Japan, or 1979 San Diego. Resonant Frequency is music to listen to when you’re watching the sun set on your camping trip.