Music editor Peter Holslin is currently in Austin, Texas, reporting on South by Southwest, the annual film and music festival. Keep checking this blog for daily updates, hit up twitter.com/peterholslin for live tweeting and make sure to pick up next week's issue of San Diego CityBeat for a full report.
Maren Parusel's band were kind enough to let me hitch a ride with them to Austin, so long as I contributed gas money and helped load up their van from time to time. We left last night around 2 a.m., leaving straight from Soda Bar, and arrived this morning around 3 a.m., at which point I promptly laid out a sleeping bag on the hard wood floor and stole some sleep. Between that it was many hours of arid yellow landscape and about half a dozen forgettable gas stations where we stocked up on fireworks, chips, soda and sandwiches. We tried to watch DVDs on the van's DVD player, but it shut down every time we stopped and it didn't fast-forward, so we pretty much just gave up on that idea. At one point somewhere between Arizona and Texas we passed through a checkpoint where a Border Patrol guard asked us how many people were in the van and whether we were all American citizens. We just said yes—even though Maren Parusel is from Germany—and confirmed that we were heading to SXSW. With that, he waved us on. That was one of the more eventful moments of the trip. (Sorry, no photos yet. Haven't had a chance to charge my batteries.)
Maren Parusel and her band are playing their first show today at 4 p.m. at the Trumer Pils Afternoon Social at Klub Krucial (416 E 6th St.). I'm hanging in the press suite at the Austin Convention Center, trying to get some work done before I head out to check out Pitchfork's #OFFLINE showcase today, maybe a few panels and whatever other trouble I can get myself into. We'll see what happens.