One of my favorite things we do here at Pinpoint is our annual SXSW coverage. I love the anticipation, the arrival and the live accounts of the descent into the despicable life. When I can’t make it myself, I’m constantly checking the news, the social feeds and seeing who the guys at Pinpoint saw the day before.
But more than anything else, I look forward to reading the SXSW Shortlist that our very dear Charles writes for us—slurping up and spitting out the most distilled information on each and every band in Austin for that week in March.
Yes, every fucking band.
So with Outside Lands here, I thought I would pay homage to my favorite Pinpoint writer and reprise his festival shortlist for Outside Lands 2015.
Without further ado, I give you Outside Lands 2015 – Day 1:
Mumford & Sons – British dudes doing folk stuff inevitably turns into a butthurt Coldplay impression. Maybe they bring it live or something?
Wilco – Mandatory if you want your entry-level music nerd merit badge. They have their own “curated” music festival now, still don’t care.
Amon Tobin: Isam 2.0 – If space mountain and the line to get into star tours was a DJ and had hot beats.
D’Angelo and the Vanguard – Judge people based on whether they were at D’Angelo or not.
St. Vincent – Dude, did people like her album with David Byrne for real?
Porter Robinson – Mega DJ-thing I’ll try to ignore so I won’t have to wonder whether I’m too old for this shit.
Chet Faker – Gimme this, a midday buzz and Aaron’s pretzels.
First Aid Kit – Summer of Love + naps. If that’s you choose to do your rocking, this ain’t bad.
RL Grime – Fuckin lazers and neon shit, also, this might be trap music. I’ll ask at work tomorrow.
Lake Street Dive – Kids from the high school jazz band started a band. Also the lead singer sounds like she’s one of those theater kids.
George Ezra – Talent and voice for sure, but I really look forward to this dude when he has 20 years of seein’ shit under his belt.
Iration – Didn’t whiteboy reggae end like, ten years ago?
Lindsey Stirling – Not far from being sophomore-year stoned listening to trance remixes of the Braveheart theme with Chris Valdez
Glass Animals – Moody as fuck, but I guess that’s the kind of disco I can handle.
Robert DeLong – Dance pop with video game controllers.
Broods – Is New Zealand having their electronic power-pop moment right now or what?
Leon Bridges – Like that one stupid-good place you want to tell all your friends about, but seriously, no one else.
The Drums – Vampire Weekend’s cooler older cousin that lives by the beach and probably makes sure that no one picks on Ezra Koenig when he comes to visit over the summer
Alvvays – Hollow pop jangle, but in a good way, right? I think?
The Family Crest – Dude, if you’re going to be this dramatic, can you please rock five or ten times harder?
The Revivalists – What you hope for anytime anyone has ever invited you to see their roommate’s band.
Strand of Oaks – Rock music that gives a shit…about something. Could also just be #coolchurch music.
Speedy Ortiz – Not a latino rapper somehow; sitcom soundtrack music you’d hear on New Girl or something.
Natalie Prass – That singer-songwriter in an empty and inexplicably smoke-filled bar fantasy.
The Sam Chase – California does New Orleans.