Photo by Callie Richmond for ATG.
The third music day is the messiest during South by Southwest: the most people are converged in Austin, the biggest parties become impenetrable, there's tons of wonderful shows. It's when I start making dumb calls: key networking opportunities and interviews are passed for the fourth annual reunion show from a local punk band, an open bar at The Parish and terrible modern rock wins over important, tastemaking shit.
ATG chats with Kid Sister about Paul Wall's generosity and her new tattoo and Bin Laden Blowin' Up about playing the Nahright party and Charles Hamilton's production.
During the evening, official showcases are left unattended as I'm with friends and everyone wants to find free drinks. After three days in a washing machine, with an intimidating Saturday of appearances by buzzed about rappers looming, I'm in bed by one.
Excellent photos from our more adventurous photog after the jump.
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