Thurs - Sun: ??? (I don't know, i was wading through people and mud at Zilker Park.)
Mon: 235 lbs. (A weekend of burritos, bratwurst, pizza, burgers, and beer...precious beer)
Tues: 233 lbs. (before running) and 230 lbs. (after running - 3 pounds of sweat, eww)
So what if i haven't run in a week, i was traipsing through the mud instead. Friday was beautiful. The re-sodded grass looked absolutely fantastic. It was like walking on a golf course. The high lights of Day 1 included The Knux, a New Orleans hip-hop duo who sampled the likes of Justice into their material (that's cool if you're techno kid like me). Daniel Johnston was awesome, and he played "True Love Will Find You In The End," which made me happy. He shook the whole performance. Nerves, i guess. He is a mental case after all. Dr. Dog also put on a good show, and i loved the testicle crushing power of Them Crooked Vultures: Josh Homme(!), Dave Groehl(!), and John Paul Fucking Jones(!!!!!!!!!!!). And the Yeah Yeah Yeah's were very yeah yeah yeah.
Saturday, the rains began. !!! sounded great, but could have used a night time slot. Grizzly Bear sound the exact same live as they do on tape. That's good and bad. Flogging Molly were as fun as any Irish punk band can be (that's a lot). And Mos Def.......was a bit of a let down. Maybe it was standing in the rain for 2 hours, maybe it was the fact i had to piss so bad that my eyes were watering, maybe it was the 30 minute late start, but i just wasn't feeling it, even with the Radiohead cover. After that, we only got to hear a couple minutes of Devotchka (who sounded great, but were subjugated to a smaller, albeit covered stage).
Sunday. Mud, mud everywhere. It smelled like a farm, and the hay that was laid out certainly added to that. We slid over to Rodriguez who was everything an older Hispanic psychedelic rocker is supposed to be. We then slipped over to The B-52's and shook our asses for 60 minutes. The Toadies actually sounded really good, and kept mostly to the old stuff. The Dirty Projectors confirmed my opinion that they're as OVER RATED as an ACC football team. The Dead Weather was a perfect soundtrack to trekking through mud, and Girl Talk had us shaking our asses for another 60 minutes. To be fair, there was also a lot of arm waving, jumping, and head nodding. Finally, Pearl Jam hit the stage and started rocking from the get go. They played "Corduroy," and that's all that really matters. Perry Farrel joined in later for some "Mountain Song."
At any rate, we were stinky, wet, sweaty, sore, and tired, but bring on the Fun Fun Fun Fest next month, and you know it's on ACL 2010! Bring it!
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