Red Skin

Back from Austin...of course Back is relative since I'm in Dallas. It was a late night drive back, but not as late as some of our folks who stayed for the last band. It was interesting road-tripping with Chris, since normally I'm all alone in my shiny metal box. The conversation made it worth everything to me.

There were some unexpected moments, Like the set by My Morning Jacket, which was awesome, some disappointments, like the crowd keeping us too far away to hear Franz Ferdinand and Cake as more than a dull roar, and some expected ones, like Howie Day's impressive set. All in all, the crowd was restless, the whole thing terribly hot, and despite my efforts with sunscreen, I'm quite red. Still, there was good music, good food, and many good people (I'll expand on this later). Pics will come soon.

I did wear the kilt again Sunday, and a few people actually talke to me about it...women.

I wish we had more time just to "be" in Austin. Jeff and I were able to stop by Mojo's before the rest of the group got to town, but really we saw little of the city, or some of the people there (though it was good to meet Will (brazosbear)). Austin's very unique, but the festival is a big time and strength commitment.

Next year we'll fly a bear flag to be able to find each other in the sea of people. Sometimes if you went away to hear another band, it was hard to catch up again. Besides, it couldn't hurt to attract a few like minded people...there were certainly enough potential bears out there. The people watching, when you could lift your head in the heat, was fantastic.

Like I said, more, later. I have Chris waiting...