SXSW 2007

Goldy is wearing Stef's stunnas in that one

Oh man SXSW this year went down so fucking official, never mind the bullshit that was our flight into Austin. We got fucked, were suppose to fly into Houston at 1 then connect to Austin so we could arrive at 3. Well instead of that the plane decided to circle around because the pilots were too scared to land in the rain because they were fucking pussies. We finally land in Houston at goddamn 5:30 and of course miss the connecting flight. They inform us that we are on stand by for the next Austin flight at motherfucking 8pm. Well thats nice but Stef had a fucking gig at 9pm that night. Instead of riding their bitchass plane we got together with some other folks who got fucked also and decided to get the fuck out of there and just rented a car. I hit Hwy 290 with a quickness and got us to Austin just in time to drop off the other two dudes at the hilton and get Stef to her gig, at 8:45 no less. I had to jet to check into our hotel and all that to make sure we didn't lose our reservation.

After that shit it was back to the club were I missed stef's whole set and it was time to bounce to hit the showcase at Visions were Devin the Dude and the Coffee Brothers were at. I wanted to catch K-Rino but we still had to get our badges and wristbands. I considered saying fuck it and hitting the club but looked like there was a bitch of a line so we hit the convention center where we ran into the homie Skratch Bastid. He hit the Devin show with us which turned out to be awesome. We got there like half way through Evidence's set, which I didn't really give a fuck about so bastid and I just yelled in rapid ric's ear in the outdoor area. Saw Bavu Blakes chillin, I'm still pissed I didn't get to see him rap this year. This turned out to be a bad move because the rent-a-cops didn't want to let anyone back in. We eventually snuck back in via the bathrooms just in time to catch Blind Rob murder that shit. Devin was on point as suspected but man Dj Domo was coming hella sharp with the cuts, dude's got skills. Saw a bunch of folks that first night but man was I glad to finally hit the motherfucking bed, was tired as fuck and knew thursday was going to be a motherfucker.


skratch bastid and rapid ric


one hand two bottles, what you know


devin



the night ended with fajitas, they were ok, definitely not bad ass though


man the next day Stef and me hit up Curras for some dope ass migas, she got some veggie shit and I got some chorizo. Afterwards we up The Compound day party to hear some new Devin raps then rolled over to the urb puma thing cause we were trying to see Platurn of the Oakland Faders drop some shit. We didn't catch him but did run into Cadence Weapon and saw Them Jeans, DJ Mel, and Atrak spin. Also met the Smalltown Dj's and apologized for smashing Pete's beer in my attempt to describe how awesome Burn It Down is, fortunately he didn't remember me crushing his heiniken with my fist. Then I saw one of the best shows of the week. Motherfucking Federation came on and destroyed the fuck out of that place. For reals man if you rap you need to watch these dudes perform because they get live as fuck. My mind was blown for reals. Shit went so hard, only half an hour but they did a little encore with Hyphy and man I started bucking like a motherfucker, straight smashing on fools. My whole back was covered in other people's drinks and shit.


all those hats with dumb ass colors got a taste of sergdun ruckus.

anyways after that incredible shit it was off to the fader party to collect more wristbands. Saw the Rub dudes, Kingmost, 215 Kids, drank free beer and gave away hella Hard As Fuck 3 cds. After the Fader joint we rallied some folks, specifically Bastid, Mike D and drunk as shit Kingmoist off to The Old Pecan for some food that we all needed. Then Bastid had to dj for Buck65, Kingmoist had to make drunk phone calls while Stef and I left for the UGK show. Saw Steve Austin from dallas but Stef wasn't feeling well so we bounced to the hotel so she could chill. I came back but missed KB's set although did get to see Willie D. That was dope until he brought up three garbage ass rappers from Huntsville, Texas who also go by the name Huntsville. Then I have a hazy memory of UGK performing.

Man the following day after eating and shit we hit up The Compound where I heard one of the best songs of my life. Basswood Lane hit the stage, I fuck with them because they have dope songs like So Pretty In The ATX which was a hook that amazed me when I heard last year. Anyway in between songs and one dude says "man, we on that ciabatta bread" and I thought to myself, wow he just said that? I figured it must be some east austin shit and something I quickly needed to work in to my vocab. THEN the fucking song started! They were rapping about how haters are trying to get on their ciabatta bread. My mind was melting. Then I look over and dude in the crowd is doing a fucking DANCE, it's kind of on some snap shit but he unravels an imaginary sandwich and bites the fuck out of it. That was it for me, the rest of the week I took any opportunity I could to yell ciabatta bread. That shit was next level. We left the compound and to catch El-p and Dibbs perform at the red eyed fly which was really dope. Heard a lot of new tracks and yelled nonsense about ciabatta bread.

After that shit we broke out to try to catch X-clan and Public Enemy at auditorium shores. We got there in time to get in a big ass line and watch two xclan songs or something. We got some food, I rocked an Elgin Sandwich while everyone else got Turkey Legs. What is great about the Turkey leg is that you can eat like a caveman with a giant leg of meat. This resulted in Bastid yelling "AAARRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!" as he bit the fuck out of turkey and scared the fucking shit out of small children. One kid broke into tears cried behind the curtain that was his mothers legs. She yelled "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU" as we laughed our asses off at her scared little boy. Her yelling simply made us laugh more so she stomped off to order some fucking candy for her scared ass little kid.

After that man it was off Zero Degrees to watch K-the-I and Bigg Jus before heading to the beauty bar where Saafir, Kirby Dominate, Cool Kids, Catchdubs, Federation, and The Pack were about to perform the greatest show I'd seen in YEARS. Catchdubs was dropping hella shit. Man I thought thursday was insane, fucking this shit was times a million. The whole show I just remember screaming and jumping. Just mobbing all over that front row. Shit was fucking incredible. I wish I had pictures but I don't. It was a fury of fists, with the pack and federation on stage at the same time just rocking that motherfucker like it was the end of the world. I swear I have not been that hype in years, the only memory that comes close is seeing MOP years ago.

Saturday I woke up hurting real bad with no voice, the destruction of the previous night was taking it's toll. But fuck it I manned up for Sabbath In The Park. Which was a glorious event full of awesome. If you ain't knowin it was just a bunch of folks getting together to drink mad beer and listen to some motherfucking Black Sabbath. I spent the early part of the day laying my ass in a mountain of hangover but at some point said fuck this, if the pain isn't going away I'm going to drink it away. It worked.


after Sabbath In The Park it was off to the Fader tent to catch Redman and the Rub murder that fucking place. Eleven was slaying them with the soul joints. Fucking ayres comes on and drops a gang of heat but man that fucker dropped Blow The Whistle and all the bay area folks rushed that shit. So much fun, shit just watch the video.



We peaced on that to get some mexican foods with morsecode, mike d, kingmoistest, and bastid. Hit up Mariscos where we were served beer in chalices which was a lovely touch. Then it was off to Silhouette where The Rub, Dj Mel, and Mike2600 were spinning for the Burlesque party. The plan was to hit that up and then roll to the Screwshop 10 year anniversary or the Dallas showcase but because of my lack of strength was just stayed and hung out with the homies. This turned out to be a night of celebration for DJ Day's birthday, a night of morsecode making laugh until I was hudled over in tears, a night of me punching ayres in the nuts for writing on my face, a night of kingmoist rubbing a condom all over ayres face, a night of awesome. While I'm sad I missed some texas rap I dearly wanted to see I'm not said for hanging out with a bunch of motherfuckers who make me smile a lot.

here is mike2600's youtubage.


man shouts to everyone I hung out with, shit was truly memorable this year and I'm still recovering from it. Some people go home to see family, I go to texas to see rap music and people who make my life not suck.