Hopfields - Austin Sessions

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I've known Bay since the late 90's. If I do some quick math, that should be around ten or eleven years ago. Right? I wanted my first podcast to be comfortable and relaxed, and Hopfields was the perfect setting to ease me into the process. My wife and I have both spent birthdays here and everyone we've brought loved it.  Aside from the crazy good craft beer selection, the food is beyond amazing. Their french inspired menu changes almost daily. (The Pascal burger with frites is a personal favorite. But I've tried almost everything so,whatever you order, you won't be disappointed.If you've never been to Hopfields, it's located off Guadalupe and 31st, close to the UT campus. 

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We were seated in the back room in the recently expanded section of the gastro pub. Over a few pints our conversation ranged from Bay's dislike of Neil Young, to growing up in a commune, and then obviously, the exposition of the Hobbit. We talked about how his son, Oak, was cast in a movie as part of a UT student's master thesis. The dialogue was light, fun, and at times extremely sarcastic. I guess I could've just called it banter. That would've covered it.  At any rate, I expected nothing less. 

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A mutual friend, Casey, was nice enough to sit in and take pics for the site. At one point, he fills in while Bay attended to some "important Hopfields related business." After some discussion about the lack of microphones, it was decided. Next time I'll bring more mics. To listen to what we talked about, check out the Podcast section and give it a listen. Don't forget to like and comment! 

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In other related news, I'm in the process of getting the podcast up on iTunes so that you can download the podcast onto your smart device of choice. Then you can listen to the episodes at your leisure. Pause. Rewind. Skip over stuff. Whatever. We make it your way.  Like Burger King, but not gross.     -J

SXSW - Austin Sessions

​Bikes as far as the eye can see at Auditorium Shores.

​Bikes as far as the eye can see at Auditorium Shores.

Well, it’s been a week of lunacy and SXSW has come and gone. I was off work in time to catch the tail end of it. Just like everyfreakingyear. There’s nothing worse than watching my Twitter feed explode with incredible bands only to realize that I can’t go. I guess it’s my own fault for enduring a career that doesn’t allow for vacation during spring break. Has it always been during spring break? I wanna say no. I don’t remember. 

 

Friday night, my wife and some friends went to Auditorium Shores to catch Divine Fits and Flaming Lips. I left work and got there as soon as I possible. I've been diggin the Spoon/Wolf Parade hybrid since the album was released and was really looking forward to watching them live. Naturally, I missed them. At least I got to watch my first Flaming Lips show. So I guess I had that going for me.

​Flaming Lips. 

​Flaming Lips. 

I got there at dusk, and with nearly non-existent cell coverage, it was almost impossible for me to find my peoples. Cryptic texts from my wife gave me hints as to their location. I gave up after about 30 minutes. After standing in an ATM line for another 30 minutes I grabbed a beer and set up camp. I people watched for a bit and decided to make use of my alone time. My Zoom H4n was yet untested in the field and although windscreen-less, I decided to try it out. Before I could finish plugging in my headphones, a band from California found me. "Headphones?! Are you serious?! What could you possibly be listening to?" My first audio bit of the night had found me. Score.   

​Whip In. 

​Whip In. 

Saturday night was a completely different vibe. Different music. Different friends.  We started out at Whip in for a quick beer and snack. We listened to Matt the Electrician while waiting for some friends. They were nice and unobtrusive. Perfect background music.  After meeting up we headed over to the Grackle to visit one of our favorite food trailers East Side Kings. Of course it was fucking amazing as always. We watched a couple of hard core metal bands whose names I strangely "forgot"  to absorb. From there we braved 6th street and headed west on foot. Along the way, we found a nice little surprise. 

Gumbo Ce Soir

Gumbo Ce Soir

Gumbo Ce Soir

Gumbo Ce Soir

My cousin Carlos spent the weekend with us. He was here for SXSW, sure, but mostly to see Charles Bradley. If you don't know who he is, you need to. Get on Spotify right now. Imagine a James Brown style persona and put him at the convention center in downtown Austin. Carlos didn't buy a wristband, tickets, or a badge. So when I asked how he got in to the show, he just shrugged and said, "I just walked in like I was supposed to be there." He recently switched over to the iPhone 5 and was enthusiastic to show me the video he shot of himself sauntering into the venue. He also managed a  Vampire Weekend show. He'd never heard of them but said he liked them a lot. Wtf. 

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Charles Bradley

Aaaand... podcast news. I’ve scheduled a few interviews and 90% of my equipment is here and tested. My Rode Procaster mics finally arrived. (Thank you Amazon Prime) They are heavy duty. Looking forward to playing with them. Steady as she goes.   -J

​New mics.

​New mics.