Misprint Magazine Vol. 2 Unleashed, Celebrated

The throngs descended upon Flamingo Cantina last Saturday night to celebrate “The Comeback Issue,” the first release in the second volume of Misprint Magazine, and to imbibe free Lone Star tallboys. The beer-fueled mirth was supplemented by DJ Sex Machine's ample spinning and spirited performances from Pink Nasty, Golden Bear, The Channel, and Acadia.

For those of you who are unaware, Misprint Magazine “is a bi-monthly cultural publication from Austin” and a trove of knowledge in ‘zine form that is waiting to enlighten you. Now proclaiming to be "predictably ironic since 2005," it can be found throughout Austin at several bars, clubs, and independent bookstores, usually by the bathrooms. The latest issue features lessons on “How To Be a Frontman” and a “Houston Rap Dictionary” elucidating terms like “Chopped and Screwed” and “Gripping Grain.” All this in a free publication? Invaluable!

The celebratory concert was a lively one indeed. Acadia kicked things off, but parking gridlock prevented us from catching their excellent squeezebox stylings. Pink Nasty offered an uncharacteristically raw set. The stripped down performance (just vocals, electric guitar, and ribald drums) still managed to express the fact that Pink Nasty is this generation’s theoretical spawn of MC Lyte and Tammy Wynette. Her long anticipated second album, Mold the Gold, is due sometime in June and you’d be right to cop that piece.

Golden Bear, resplendent in plaid, took the stage next and granted fans a truly mythic performance. It’s impossible not to watch the emphatic, controlled gyrations and gesticulations of lead singer Chris “Grizzle” Gregory. The music was pretty sweet too. Their new star-studded album should be available very soon.

Thanks in part to the sandman and several Lone Stars, we could only make it through about half of The Channel’s set. They were great, but staring down five front people is a little intimidating when you’re sleepy. When all was said and done it was safe to assume that there ain’t no magazine release party like a Misprint Magazine release party.