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Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The low down on SXSW and Dirty 6th

South by Southwest. You ought to go atleast once in your life. It‘s the biggest baddest music throwing festival al year in Austin. They essentially have three parts. One is for the technologically advanced industry such as  new cameras, apple electronics, and everything else you could imagine. Coupled with that, they have guest speakers on just about everything. Ranging from how to make money while traveling, all the way to ‘Why your employees don‘t like you.‘

On a side note please excuse my writing errors, I am using my Austrian friends computer and a lot of the buttons are switched around.

The three main elements, which all last a couple days long are Interactive, which goes from the 11th to the 15th. That is the guest speakers and electronic panel type stuff which most people enjoy attending because it isn‘t super wildyet. Then film part of SXSW starts on the 13th and maybe goes to the 18th or so. It‘s awesome, you see people with camera‘s everywhere filming stuff all the time. I suppose Austin is the mid-west hollywood of sorts. That‘s what I keep hearing atleast. The last big part is the Music element. I‘ve already attended a number of cool concerts. The coolest venue was called the Mohawk, and we saw a band named Mogwee there, and Black Joe Lewis and the....mmm I forget. But it was a damn goodnight.

The two Austrians that are couch sufring here at the same house as I am created this project for theUniversity back home in Salzburg. They made a program that allows them to plug a playstation into a building with giant LED‘s and play guitar hero on it. I‘ll have to find the video for you to see. It‘s beyond cool. Anyway, their panel is over so we‘ve just been going to these free parties on 6th street and meeting so many god people down here. The group we‘ve enlisted so far has got to be over 25 close friends and couc surfers from around the country, and some internationals as wel. Everyone is down here for the sole purpose of SXSW and I feel foolish. I just wanted to come down here cause I heard it was a col place. I can‘t believe how lucky I was to stumble upon the kindness and coolness of al these people. On to the dirty 6th story...

So it was an easy sunday morning, and we had nothing to do. We got a call from our friend Ramon who lives across town, and it turns out a reporter for the local news station heard he was the guy to talk to about couch surfing. Ramon is a constant host to people 'surfing' their way throug Austin. So, Ramon wanted to impress the reporter, and we had a giant party at his house for all the Couch surfers and the reporter loved it. We all got interviewed amidst the party, and after she left, we continued on through the night. But not before we got to 6th street for great bars that gave away free beer al night.

I couldn't tell you the name of the bar, but our crew of 25 rolled in their and danced for about 4 hours atleast, with the help of free beer. I was wearing my celtics jersey and by the end of the night, it was covered in sweat. It was especially cool, a few people from Boston called me out and stopped me. 'They were all like, where are you from???' I guess you could say I made more than a few friends that night.

The last part of the night consisted of Fabian (the Austrian) convincing the remaining four of us to go get Red Bulls. (He works for Red Bull, go figure.) So we grab Red Bulls, and continue running off to more bars. Fabian gets so drunk that al he wanted to do was kiss American girls. Rene (the other Austrian) is documenting the whole thing. Our night consisted of Fabian kissing over 50 US girls on the cheek, mouth, and of course making out with one Grandmother from New Zealand. It was awesome. Check out the pictures on my facebook. I‘m in the process of updating this blog to be much much cooler.

Here is the link for my Austrian friends guitar project. http://artcore.mediacube.at/project-guitars/

I‘ll keep you posted on more SXSW adventures later today! Peace folks! - Cam

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