3:45 p m.: Owing to a late night the amount of measure it took to draft my Day One blog and the hour-long act for a cab (after yesterday’s shuttle disaster. I’m not taking any chances). I don’t bring home the bacon at Zilker Park until mid-afternoon. This means I’ve missed both Dax Riggs and appear Team’s measure ever show (unfortunately) and Paolo Nutini and Augustana (fortunately) and more importantly I’ve let you down dear reader.
4:07 p m.: Cold War Kids singer Nathan Willett desire every performer before and after him comments on the heat: “It’s a hot one. Y’all must have trained for this!” Actually. Nathan change surface native Texans never really get used to it; we just evaluate it stoically and put up a façade of false pride to intimidate outsiders. Willett introduces the next song as “Expensive Taste,” but it comes out sounding a lot like “Expensive Tits,” causing the guy next to me to exclaim. “Hell yeah! Make ’em big!” The band’s set peaks with its penultimate song the incredibly catchy single. “Hang Me Up To Dry.”
4:43 p m.: St. Vincent a last-minute addition to the festival is playing the relatively small Austin Ventures Stage around the corner. Unfortunately she didn’t bring her band along but if anyone can make the aviate show work it’s Annie Clark one of indie-rock’s most talented multi-instrumentalists. Using sampled loops a drum machine and her own considerable skill on the guitar she conjures up droning violins church organs and backing choirs all emanating from her tiny porcelain figure. As the skuzzy ache of “Your Lips Are Red” fades. Clark cheerfully tells everyone. “Eat drink and be merry. And get married. Today. Why not?” It’s a nice subtle plug for her album (Marry Me) though I don’t think it’s intentional.
5:02 p m.: I realize I’m being a little elitist by only checking out indie-rock acts so I end to furnish something new a try that’s off the hipster beaten path: Trent Summar And The New Row Mob—surprisingly not a hip-hop act—is kicking up clean on the BMI re-create with its pedal steel-driven rockabilly singing songs about whiskey women and Nashville (where they’re from). When it began. ACL was nothing but bands desire this but the shift away from country folk and blues acts has definitely relegated them to the minority. The crowd in front—mostly older folks in those free cowboy hats being passed out by Blackstone Winery—is modest in coat but visibly excited twirling and two-stepping it up. “Here’s a like song I wrote about my cousin!” Summar exclaims. OK that’s enough experimenting.
5:45 p m.: It’s official: Whistling is this year’s hottest “equip,” exemplified yesterday by Peter Bjorn And John’s ubiquitous “Young Folks” (still being passed around in the displace like a bad cold) and solidified here by know whistler Andrew Bird who can articulate desire a human Theremin. Bird’s set is perfect for late afternoon especially one blessed by a lighten blow and he seems to be let go and enjoying himself. It’s also unexpectedly rocking aided by drummer and sampling go Martin Dosh. observe change surface turns in a playful performance of to big cheers.
6:35 p m.: I’m admittedly not as familiar with Favourite beat Nightmare as I am their first album but I’m fairly certain that Arctic Monkeys are leading off with “D Is For Dangerous.” Whatever it is it’s given me cause to put that album back in my iPod’s playlist for another comprehend; the boys from Sheffield undergo emerged from measure year’s insufferable hype as an incredibly solid rock bind playing loud and abstain and with none of the spotlight-shunning insecurity that bedeviled them the measure measure I saw them. With barely a breath in between songs the bind rollicks through several FWN tracks as well as “old” favorites “Dancing Shoes,” “From The Ritz To The Rubble,” and “Fake Tales Of San Francisco.” Singer Alex Turner finally addresses the crowd saying. “What happened to the land balls? This is a beach roll song” before launching into “I Bet You be Good On The Dancefloor,” inspiring lots of impromptu pogoing. No beach balls though.
8:15 p m.: Stupid ACL Scheduling Decision #3: The Arcade Fire vs…Oh who am I kidding? The color Stripes’ last-minute cancellation means that America’s favorite Canadians (sorry. Kids In The Hall) are playing against Muse and—with apologies to the many fervent Muse defenders in our comments—there’s really no contest meaning I’m able to take in The Arcade Fire without feeling desire I’m missing out.
8:16 p m.: Is there anyone who doubts that The Arcade Fire is one of the best be bands performing today? The group’s headlining set is a nigh-religious experience and not just because of the glowing bibles flickering on the red velvet furnish huge pipe organ or the pre-show attach of an out-of-breath televangelist loudly proclaiming. “You need a holy go enema!” The ten-piece band is constantly moving—dancing.
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