While I know this will be an unpopular blog post, I feel like it needs to be said: I really detest SXSW. For several weeks, downtown will be crowded and full of the smell of smoke and hippies who haven’t showered in awhile.
Admittedly, I am not “young and hip” like Anne Hathaway and James Franco. But, really, I do not enjoy the time of year when hipsters from all over the country descend on Austin in order to pay a fortune to watch some no-name, angst-ridden, starving artists play their “music”. (By the way starving artists, that is totally a choice that you made. You could have a job if you wanted. If you choose to sleep in your car, Jewel, that’s on you.)
Hipsters go and listen to bands they’ve never heard of and watch movies that are not cool enough to be at Sundance. Yeah, burn.
So, for the next two weeks, while most of you fight for parking downtown, get touched by drunk idiots who smell of smoke and funk and listen to original songs, I plan to stay as far away as possible. You know where those hipsters won’t be? The Domain. That’s where I’ll be.
