SXSW. Every band there was on the precipice of greatness. Or so they think. Please excuse my brevity but a week in Austin has put the hurt on my brain. God Bless H-Town.

- The singer for Emergency Socks, Marcus Richard Carl (pictured)  found dead at Hampton Inn after a deadly encounter with Auto-erotic Asphyxiation. ( Below is a video of him just before death.) Such a tragedy. They were the ‘it’ band of SXSW. They could have joined the ranks of bands like Glassvegas. Remember them? Me neither.

- Saw Black Congress @ Obsolete Industries make Houston proud. Loud like fuck. Clutch like whoa. Dann Miller is a fine specimen of a man whose bass tone rivals a battle axe. More like ‘Mann Miller.’

- Saw B L A C K I E carry 2 PA mains down 6th street to his Thursday show. Nobody works harder than this guy. I think I saw him stop to do push ups.

- God willing, it will be legal to stab people with old school lo-fi keyboards in the face exactly one year from now. Sheesh.

- Hosni Mubarak was drinking Pabst at Beauty Bar. No joke. Only Austin would take him.

- Everyone made a surprise performance everywhere.

- Mid SXSW, we made a trip to the Salt Lick, the famed Texas BBQ joint. They hype is true. This place is the tits. The beef ribs are better than drugs on drugs.

- Duran Duran hijacked The Strokes plane. Everyone died except for Simon LeBon.

- Some guys like their dickhole to be fingered. They all wear New Order shirts.