The third day of the festival was pretty rough. Sadly, it was the day I was most excited about and the day I wanted to run around seeing the most bands, but I spent a lot of it feeling light-headed and laying low. I thought the previous day's drinking had caught up with me, or that the heat was finally taking a toll on wussy yankee blood - little did I know that it was ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT DEGREES. I don't think I've ever been anywhere that it's that hot. At first I was disappointed that I didn't see everyone I wanted to on Sunday, but in retrospect, I think I handled the day like a champ.
We got there in time to see Ambulance LTD:
We caught the second half of their set and it was pretty good, though the heat was pretty much crippling and I think everyone was noticing it because the crowd wasn't exactly hyped up. They played "Primitive" and closed with "Yoga Means Union" - overall they sounded great but I don't think any band is suited for those temperatures. I would definitely check them out in a cooler atmosphere though.
Then we shifted toward the Cingular stage to catch part of Eisley's set:
My friend is a huge fan of Eisley (or at least he's totally in love with one of the girls in the band) but I was never really into them - mostly because I'm really picky when it comes to chick-led bands. I have to say I was pretty impressed - though I was about to faint, I thought they sounded fantastic. They seemed really excited to be there, gracious and fun, and I was surprised how many songs I recognized. If they weren't playing in the scorching dustbin of hell, I might have stayed to check them out.
Instead we headed to the food court, and the lovely shaded tables in front of the Austin Ventures stage. There, we caught part of the performance by Pong. Their stage was covered with silver balloons and the band was wearing white coveralls - and my friend Jonathan summed up their oddity quite well: "they're weird, but they're doubly weird because they're old." I did hear them play the one song I was familiar with though - "Killer Lifestyle," which was pretty fun live.
Then we went to see M83:
It was an interesting show - if you're familiar with M83, it's semi-spooky mostly instrumental stuff - fantastic guitars and amazing production on the album but I wasn't sure it would translate well to the festival environment. And I'm still not sure - maybe it would have fared better at night, not just because of the brutal heat but because maybe once it was dark, the proper lighting would convey a more proper atmosphere. Blindingly sunny and hot isn't the most Shakespearean of weather while listening to M83.
Four bottles of water in but still nearly in danger of passing out at this point, I decided to take our bamboo mats and scout out a spot in the shade for Doves. I got to hear the second half of Rachael Yamagata's set while I was hanging out - she sounded pretty great. The shade was way too nice to leave though.
Then it was time for Doves:
I had a fantastic spot for their set, right on the edge of the shade so it crept over us as time went by. And they sounded wonderful - they were actually a band with a sound well-suited for this type of environment (minus the 108 degrees... but you know what I mean). They were definitely well-suited for my shady ice-eating and people-watching. They played a mix of material off of their albums, if I remember correctly it was heavy on the most recent release, Some Cities. They played "There Goes the Fear" which was the song that got me hooked on them, and it was incredible. I didn't pay attention to the end of the set though, because I ran into a friend from home who was covering the show for PopMatters. Once he gets his pictures and reviews up, I'll definitely link to them - I'm sure they're better than mine.
Next up was the Bravery vs. Kaiser Chiefs dilemna. And even with the heat, I really do regret not going to see the Kaiser Chiefs. Apparently their performance was absolutely show-stopping, the lead singer gave it his all despite nearly passing out a few times himself. Next time... definitely next time. I didn't even actually watch The Bravery - I just stayed in my nicely shady spot and listened to them from where I was sitting. I now have tickets to see them at the end of the month, and I'm sure it will be a better show in a club setting anyway.
Next was The Arcade Fire:
I watched part of the set from the shade where we were sitting, but the video screen just wasn't doing them justice and I was fairly sure I would hate myself if I didn't get a better view of the stage. So I headed around to the other side and actually managed to get decently close, considering the crowd that had gathered. I even got a spot in the shade of the stage, which rocked.
Everything they say about the Arcade Fire is true. They're NUTS. And watching them on a video screen that only shows one member at a time just isn't the same - you have to see all of them simultaneously to really grasp the insanity that is an Arcade Fire performance. They all play a zillion instruments and they're all crazy - one will be doing the robot, while another whips around his microphone (from my angle it looked like dangerously over the crowd), while the one that looks like Andy Dick beats on a drum with anything he can find, while another one literally just runs back and forth across the stage. Ker-azy. I do kinda like their album but really, the live show is what makes this band. I would DEFINITELY go see them if they came to town.
After the Arcade Fire, I checked out part of Dave Alvin & the Guilty Men - though not more than two songs or so. Pretty good, but I honestly wasn't paying that much attention, and it was nothing exceptionally memorable.
Then it was time for The Decemberists - they too are insane, but because they came out in costume, wearing JACKETS, for god's sake. I thought I was going to die in shorts and a tank top, so I'm not sure how they pulled it off. I stayed for about half the set and got to hear "July July," which has been a recent fave - but it was nothing compared to the show they put on at Exit/In so I headed over to get in position for Franz Ferdinand.
While I was waiting for Franz, I got to hear the Bob Mould Band - another fairly unimpressive set. I mentioned in my preview that I'm not a huge fan of his sound although I have an immense amount of respect for his talent and what he means to the music world. His live stuff didn't do much for me either, but I was pretty far away from his stage.
Next was Franz Ferdinand:
This was probably the biggest dilemna of them all - Franz vs. Wilco. I decided I would watch Franz and if their performance was uninspired, I would go check out Wilco (like Mike Doughty, a sure thing). But once they started playing, despite how far I was from the stage, really not able to see much at all, I remembered how much I LOVE their album. The old one AND the new one. I've been listening to their impending release for a few weeks now and I guess I didn't realize how great it really is until I heard the songs live. I think like Bloc Party, it would have been phenomenal if we were up close to the stage, but it was still fun where we were.
After Franz was The Black Keys:
They were DEFINITELY up there with the Walkmen and Bloc Party - one of the best performances of the festival. Once again, one of my most anticipated - I missed their show a few months ago here in Nashville and my friend went on and on and on about how amazing they were. I still can't believe all of that sound came out of two guys - I'm pretty sure I've never seen drums played that way, and I've definitely never heard a guitar played that way, EVER. After a long day of being miles from the stage and suffering in the brutal fires of hell, they were an excellent way to cool down and rock out. Another band I wish was playing in town... like, tomorrow.
Coldplay ended the entire festival. I was the least of the Coldplay fans in the group I was with - although I've listened to them often, I don't really have the same emotional connection to their music that I used to. Part of it may be the group's widespread popularity, the unlikeability of Chris Martin, and the fact that I just don't like their newer material as much as when I first heard them. But damn if they don't write a good crowd-pleasing ballad. Coldplay plays the same set every night, but they command the audience - the sound, the lights, the experience - the whole thing is just HUGE. Hearing "'Til Kingdom Come" was wonderful, and hearing my favorite, "Everything's Not Lost" was goosebump-inducing, but they were nothing compared to "Fix You."
If you've seen the video for "Fix You", you've seen Chris Martin walking slow-mo through the streets, then sprinting into a packed arena where everyone sings along to the end of the song. Yeah, that's pretty much what it was like seeing them in a dark and dusty field in Austin with probably 50,000 people - who all sang along. I guess it was the emotional connection I've been missing with them lately - which is odd, because seeing them in that setting is completely impersonal. It was an unbelievable way to end the festival though.















































