You’ve done drugs, right?
Not just alcohol, c’mon, alcohol only makes you stupid.
I mean, you’ve at least smoked weed, right? Maybe done ecstasy or ‘shrooms or, ah, what was Jim Morrison’s thing? Tarantula venom?
And maybe you’ve especially dropped a lot of acid?
Julie Doucet, she of that provocative Dirty Plotte series of comics you might recall galvanizing the graphics-loving mindscape of your younger years, has a new book out via Canada’s excellent Drawn & Quarterly: Carpet Sweeper Tales.
Donya Stockton, co-owner of Austin’s Beerland and Rio Rita and King Bee and the Aristocrat and other popular clubs, is too decent of a human being to take a tire iron to the head of some idiot who makes a crack about “Underwater Basketweaving 101.”
Help me out here, people: Is there another band at SXSW that fuses traditional Japanese instruments – shamisen, shakuhachi, koto, and other things that originated in the 16th or even 8th century or earlier – with classic rock-and-roll style and Vocaloid pop novelty?