For the second year in a row, Playboy and C3 put on a late night party at SXSW, and for the second year in a row, I was lucky enough to attend.

While last year, the party was housed in a giant warehouse-type thing in the middle of nowhere, this year’s event was right downtown at a giant warehouse-type thing at the corner of 3rd and San Jacinto. The line circled the block and even the media entrance was swarmed by 11 PM.

Inside, there seemed to be a new adventure tucked into every corner: free barbecue; free drinks; a room full of Port-A-Potties that also housed a Rock Band hooked up to a television the the back of a car and a well lit area with a backdrop for crucial drunken photo seshes. The people were fascinating to watch:

• There was a surly red-headed bartender. She admonished people for taking too long to order their drinks; allowed her “regulars” to skip in head of the line; and when a particularly douche-y party goer knocked over her stack of plastic cups, she fixed him with a steely glare and lectured, “Really dude? Really?” Yeah, dude. Really? One day I’m going to marry that girl.
• There was a couple–or just two like souls who found each other in an instance of pure serendipity–who boogied toward the back entrance. He was dressed in a low-cut, V-neck, red velour with white racing stripes. His humongous, curly hair was accented by a white headband, and his face wore one of the sweeter ironic moustaches I’ve seen during the trip. She was wearing skin-tight striped hot pants that could barely contain her luscious booty. Their choreography consisted of moves that my have been stolen from the Torrance Community Dance Group, and they were pretty darn fabulous.
• And I think I saw Elijah Wood.

There were bands, too. The Heavy played some songs, and they were kind of whatever. MGMT gave me a headache, but not in an awesome High on Fire sort of way. Justice started off at a throbbing cacophony and just started cranking shit louder and louder until brains started frying. That’s when shit really started going off. Moby played a DJ set, but I missed it (I’m kind of bummed about it now since we’re totally bros now), and by the time I got back (around 3:45 AM), the venue (slowly clearing out) was pumped so thick full of smoke (and I was so pumped thick full of whiskey) that my eyes started tearing. Cutting through the haze was difficult, but there were a ton of people on stage, how many, and who was actually DJing, I couldn’t tell. It looked like a lot, and they were back lit, which made it kind of creepy.

Luckily, they were still serving whiskey, and back by the photo sesh area, a woman with sweet guns (in addition to other things) interviewed Spencer. Swag included: a wristband, guitar pick, free magazine and a couple other things I’m not allowed to mention because they may be incriminating. Good time had? Oh yeah.

Even with South by Southwest prices in full effect, drinks at the Creekside Lounge on 7th Street were pretty cheap. A healthy glass of Jameson on the rocks cost only $4.50. As of right now, I wish they were a little more expensive.

Wednesday afternoon, though, a couple glasses of whiskey seemed like the perfect accompaniment to a performance by Joseph Arthur, who was playing out back. Starting March 18th with Could We Survive, Arthur will release five albums in 2008. Though the artist is known for his tinkering with electronics, Arthur’s set at the Creekside was very stripped down, performing only with a harmonica and an acoustic guitar.

The tall, lanky singer/songwriter, complete with dark sunglasses, proved that his songs were just as strong in these simplified forms. Arthur was somewhat aloof in his delivery, but very colloquial in his rapport with the audience, relating his frustration with some of the new equipment he was using during the set even dedicating the final song to a fan in a Styx T-shirt who had shouted out a request. Though the sound mix was a bit uneven depending upon where you stood, Arthur’s warm, raspy voice held a packed patio’s collective attention through out.

[Photo by Ryan "Daddy" Prado]

Listening to Dengue Fever for my last post got me on the whole Rock Music via The Far East. A while back, while YouTubing Myself I stumbled upon perhaps the greatest rock band of the late ’50s: the Tielman Brothers.

I could go on for a few graphs about how they grew up in Indonesia, their father was a captain and later quartermaster in the KNIL (Royal Dutch Indonesian Army) and, after being in a Japanese concentration camp and raising his family, encouraged his children to play music. They toured Indonesia, then got huge in the Netherlands, yadda yadda. Fuckit, just check out the clip and dig in:

rock!

Today British Sea Power released the second video from their latest album, Do You Like Rock Music? for their song “No Lucifer.” Bassist/singer Hamilton filmed it using his bandmates and his extensive collection of puppets of various origin. I find the results both creepy and inspiring. Not as epic as my favorite of their videos, but certainly worth the celluloid and a couple minutes of your time. Do You Like Rock Music? is available on these shores on February 12th, and surpassed their last album by leaps and bounds. And I’m not just saying that because they sent me a matching three-button set (Though it don’t hoit.)

BSP is on tour starting in western Europe on the 10th and hitting US shores on February 25th. Tour Dates after the jump. (more…)

Today on Synthesis’ Long Winded and Unfortunately Titled Synthesis Band You’ve Never Heard of Band of the Day, we bring you a band that some have actually heard about. Seattle’s Iceage Cobra (originally from Spokane) has been around for a while and done a few national tours (including stops at media-whore mecca SXSW), and released a full length album, Brilliant Ideas from Amazing People. The album’s radical, but you want to see these guys live because SHIT GETS NUTTY.

Mic stands are ditched, full stacks blow your ears out, high kicks wizz by your brow and beer gets spilt, hella.

We interviewed Iceage Cobra in the Synthesis Weekly when they came through town, and asked guitarist Jordan West about his stage moves. Our photo guru Mike Z caught Iceage Cobra in their natural habitat: wrocking.

I don’t know if any of you have ever heard a person in a successful, touring band say what a tough life they have, how it’s hard to adjust to being home and thought to yourself, what a fucking asshole, it must be really hard to be making money and playing shows for tons of people every night. Well, it is. Granted, it’s definitely one of the best jobs ever, you get to see so many different things and even when you’re not in the band, just with them, it’s amazing to see people that love to come to shows and watch music. But I sometimes wonder what I’ve done to myself. Why have I chosen a career path that calls for me to be gone nine months out of the year, put my personal life on hold and risk my health and sanity? The best answer to that question is really answered best with another question. Why would I not do this? In the coming eight weeks I will be making my way across the country in a tour bus with some of my best friends, and some soon to be new friends, and will be documenting as much as humanly possible here. Come to a show, hang out with us, join in on one of the many after show dance parties and support touring bands, gas is damned expensive now.

Emery Headlining Tour
w/ Mayday Parade, As Cities Burn, Pierce The Veil & Cry Of The Afflicted

January-
29- Nashville, TN Rocketown
30- Columbus, OH Newport Music Hall
31- Chicago, IL The Metro
February-
1- Cleveland, OH Agora Ballroom
2- Detroit, MI St. Andrew’s Hall
4- Madison, WI Majestic Theatre
5- St. Paul, MN Station 4
6- Omaha, NE Sokol Underground
7- Lawrence, KS Liberty Hall
8- Denver, CO Marquis Theatre
9- Salt Lake City, UT The Avalon
11- Seattle, WA Showbox (At The Market)
12- Portland, OR Wonder Ballroom
13- Orangevale, CA The Boardwalk
14- San Francisco, CA Bottom Of The Hill
15- Los Angeles, CA The Troubadour
16- San Diego, CA SOMA
17- Pomona, CA the Glasshouse
18- Las Vegas, NV Jillian’s
19- Tempe, AZ Marquee Theater
20- Albuquerque, NM Sunshine Theatre
22- San Antonio, TX White Rabbit
23- McAllen, TX El Rey Theatre
24- Houston, TX Meridian Red Room
25- Dallas, TX The Door
26- Tulsa, OK The Otherside
27- Sauget, IL Pop’s
29- Cincinnati, OH The Underground
March-
1- Buffalo, NY Xtreme Wheels
2- Pittsburg, PA Mr. Small’s Theatre
3- New York, NY Blender Theater
5- Worcester, MA The Palladium
6- Towson, MD Recher Theatre
7- Philadelphia, PA The Trocadero
8- Richmond, VA The National
11- Ft. Lauderdale, FL Culture Room
12- St. Petersburg, FL State Theater
13- Orlando, FL The Social
14- Orlando, FL The Social
15- Pensacola, FL American Legion Hall, Post 33
16- Little Rock, AR Juanita’s Cantina
17- Joplin, MO The Foundry
19- Louisville, KY Headliners
20- Atlanta, GA The Masquerade
21- Charlotte, NC Tremont Music Hall
22- Greenville, SC The Handlebar