So Day One of SXSW was, for me, more shitty than not. I ventured out to catch some daytime music. There were a couple of bright spots, like watching my kid play on a big stage. But, as I detailed over at my blog, this being a town of minus six degrees of separation on a regular day, SXSW unfortunately boosts the typical glut of negative opportunities to run into known assholes better avoided. Couple these run-ins with my crowd-induced anxiety and you’ll understand why I was home, locked in the house with the dogs by five, vowing not to venture out to hear anymore music this week. Why bother when I can see great shows the other fifty-one weeks of the year and not have a panic attack in the process? more ›