SXSW can have a curious numbing effect on the unprepared. The overstimulation is so pronounced, eventually one's body can't tolerate any more and it begins to withdraw. Even a sweet-tooth can only eat so much candy before the sickness sets in, and SXSW practically shoves it down your throat. It's more interesting sometimes to walk down 6th St. at 11:30 p.m. and watch the faces of the zombified attendees than it is to watch many of the bands that are actually playing.
The official shows don't st
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There's something terribly sad about seeing Jon Spencer playing with his latest band, Heavy Trash, before a crowd in the two figures on a Sunday night. Spencer once led his Blues Explosion trio to glorious heights of critical respect, artistic achievement and respectable commercial showing. They recorded at least three excellent albums (Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, Extra Width and Orange) and were one of the most
