Austin City Limits Music Festival Day 2

Day 2 offered some of the harder choices for the bands we don't know very well, or had seen one way or another already. So, we got there in time to see a band we had very little information about, but the crowd was thin, so we hung out, waiting for We Go to 11. We noticed that the crowd was kind of younger then most of the other shows we saw, but we thought little of it, and grew more concerned about why they missed their start time. Fifteen minutes later, we figured out why.

We got to Eleven is like 12 years old. Well, definitely not old enough to drive. Can't you see the argument at the security gate. (No really, they're a band!)

We then moved on to see the Fratellis, a hard rockin' band from Scotland. The lead singer apologized for putting on a bad show, and complaining about playing at 1:30 in the morning. We don't know if he was jet lagged, or is so Rock and Roll 1 in the afternoon to us is one in the morning to him, because he's still drunk from the party last night.

The heat got to me and Dawn by the time we go to see Back Door Slam, a group that can be favorably compared to Cream or any of the number of british 60's blues rock combos. They played a good set, but Dawn and I spent most of the set sprawled out on the blanket. It was cool feeling the bass rumble through my chest.  We also managed to get the self portrait (seen at the top) was done here too.

From there we went to see Erykah Badu. Great set of soul/funk. She was as out there as ever, comparing presidential elections to the changing of managers at bowling alleys, and talking about the 4th world war. Perhaps he most fun we had at a show to that point.

We then meandered back to see Mason Jennings, no relation to Shooter or Waylon, but music more like Jack Johnson, G. Love, good stuff we liked his clever song writing, and laid back sound.  Another nice surprise for us.

Evening fell, and we wanted to see the Black Keys, but never really got close enough to the stage to enjoy the show, and were constantly buffeted by people moving through the crowd, either closer to the stage, or away from the stage to see one of the nights headliners, Beck. We chose to do like wise.

Beck put on a great show, played "Loser," "Where it's at," "Que Onda Guero" and even covered Bob Dylan "Leopard skin pill box hat." Great light show. What was odd, according to the schedule cut his set 15 minutes short. Never having gone to a Beck show before, we were surpirsed by the lack of intersong banter, but whatever, it's Beck. We were way in the back, but still it was cool.

Another dusty day ends, what surprises will day 3 bring? Stay tuned.