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March 16

All day we are making and taking phone calls regarding our arrival time in Austin and attempting to solve the problem of who will check us in for SxSW since we are arriving so late. Dave Katznelson was going to do this but he has learned that someone booked his hotel for the following week and he has to find a new place to stay in the height of the biggest music conference in the states.

Turns out that our arrival is smooth. Dave gets our stuff, and parking is not a problem at all. The problem is that the venue holding our Birdman Showcase is outside. It's freaking cold for Austin Texas and I'm cold on hot days. Ugh. I'm already dreading the change from street clothes to costume clothes.

Modey Lemon and Gris Gris are already at Club Deville when we arrive. It's awesome to see them. Everybody is in great spirits and I feel like our little Birdman family has been reunited. Erick, Jeff, Jason K and I go get tacos. The streets are already full of band people, industry people, and fans. It's still early enough that people aren't too insanely drunk. Give it an hour. We want more food. Erick and I stop at a pizza place. The guy at the counter tells me I'm beautiful no less than 7 times. If he could only see the inside.

Back at the club, Dave arrives. He is the father of Birdman Records and we all love him dearly. Shortly after, the first band, Selfish Cunt, begins to play. I freeze. People drink. I walk in circles around the venue. I find my gloves. I lose my gloves.

When I go into the bathroom, there are some people in there already. They ask me if I have tweezers. They can't get their kind bud out of their test tube. Of course I have tweezers! Any girl with eyebrows or a compulsion to pluck their leg hair ( I don't do that anymore) has tweezers. They are so grateful that they offer to let me smoke half their herb. I politely decline.

Before we play I talk to lots of folks I haven't seen in a long time. The Gris Gris play. They are awesome. Modey Lemon play. They are awesome. I change clothes standing in the middle of the inner bar area. I refuse to stand in the urine of strangers tonight. I'd rather get naked in front of strangers.

The show is great. It's awesome to play in front of living people and I think we do a pretty good job. I'm feeling it.

After the showcase, the three bands go to Taco Cabana. I make some poor food choices. I eat two cups of very hot salsas and jalapenos directly from the salsa bar.

I can barely keep my eyes open when we drive back to my friend Adam's house. When we arrive at 3.30am, the house seems to be full of people. I should have recorded the conversations. Instead I put in ear plugs, put on an eye mask, and fall asleep in my clothes. We have to be at the U of T radio station at 11am the next morning

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