Now that I've done this two years in a row, I realize that Wednesday is the toughest day to get through. With the film industry splitting town and the indie rock zombies taking over, it's impossible not to feel depressed and creeped out. But, fortunately, yesterday reminded me that I made the right decision to stay. I woke up and headed to Ringers to watch Maryland win, then jetted to the Convention Center to see CAT DANCERS, then shifted into music mode, catching a lovely backyard performance by good buddies The Ladybug Transistor. Before them, +/- played, which might end up being the highlight of the music festival for me. Gary was late arriving, and drummer Chris Deaner promised before they started their last song that he was going to play the drums until Gary showed up. He wasn't kidding. While the rest of the band played a groovy riff, Deaner unleashed the most furious, stupid fresh drum solo that I've ever witnessed. At one point, he got off his kit and walked around the backyard banging on anything and everything that he encountered. The best part was that he had a sense of humor about it. But, holy God, yo, Chris Deaner is the shit!
I was going to catch the Reigning Sound show later, but Zobel talked me out of it and I ended up finally seeing Richard Swift for the first time. Yes, yes, yes!!! Oh, speaking of Zobel, I guess you all saw the press release. GWOS and Magnolia, sittin' in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g. YES, YES, YES!!! More on that later.
The Ola Podrida show on Wednesday night was also great. Two more chances to see them this afternoon.
I gotta go eat some breakfast buffet now. A festival wrap-up will happen when I get home. I would like to send out a special thank you to Matt Dentler and Stephanie for making sure the sound problem was handled. Our second screening of SILVER JEW sounded as perfect as it possibly could. And thanks to everyone who came to check it out. The line of people wanting buttons after the Q&A led me to believe that maybe everyone really dug it. Or they all just really dig buttons.