But I'm SO glad it's only three days long. My (aging) body couldn't take any more.
This was our longest day. For Friday and Saturday, we went later in the day (4 or 5pm), preferring not to get all the heat of the day just to see more bands and exhaust ourselves. We reasoned it's better to enjoy the fest than to die trying.
However, Sunday started with Ashley Cleveland and Kenny Greenberg. Ashley is both an amazing artist and a dear friend of a dear friend, so I couldn't miss her show, on pain of virtual death since our mutual friend won't actually fly down here to kill me. However, since she's the webmaster for my (admittedly little-used) web site, it's better to keep her happy. =)
So here's what we saw on Sunday. Note how much longer the list is for day 3 than for days 1 and 2...
- Ashley Cleveland and Kenny Greenberg. There aren't many white women who can sing black gospel so convincingly. Ashley was smokin' hot, as always and SO fun to watch and dance along with. This was her first ACL appearance. She was playing the Clear stage, which was closest to the food court and the only covered stage. It started full but not densely packed, but she pulled in people from the food area throughout the set, and by the end it was pretty well packed. They came to Austin drummerless and picked up a local guy for the set; Ashley said "now he knows the songs better than we do!" He did a great job, but clearly the three main players (Ashley, Kenny and the bassist, whose name I didn't catch) are in sync with each other and have played together for a long time. I got some great pics and will put some in an all-photo post later.
- Portugal, The Man. Billed as "alterna-pop rock" in the program. We found our friends and sat in the shade, and the breeze was much more important than music at that point in the afternoon. In fact, we sat through most of the next hour as well. Gayngs was supposed to play at the adjacent stage, but apparently their bus driver stole their bus. Lance Herbstrong is now listed on the web site, so that must be who we ended up listening to. We all agreed it was OK, especially for a last-minute substitution.
- Morning Benders. We had a recommendation or two for these guys, so we finally hauled ourselves out of the shade and made the long hike to the other side of the park to catch the last song by this band. It was laid-back pop and sounded like fun. They had the crowd sing along -- da dum, da dum, da da dum. I was sorry they ended their set early; it would have been nice to hear another tune or two.
- Constellations. We walked by on our way to and from Morning Benders. On pass #1, we heard them ask the crowd if they liked the blues. Um, clearly you ain't from around here boy... this is the home of Stevie Ray Vaughn! On pass #2, they had a synth thing going on, so there's apparently a wide range of styles in their music. They seemed like fun.
- Trombone Shorty & Orleans Avenue. Definitely made us move! N'Awlins music (soul/blues/jazz kinda thing). Good stuff but way too crowded for the space -- they were in the same space Ashley had played in that morning and probably had 3,000 people crammed around it, whereas Ashley's crowd was probably closer to 1,000 and much more comfortable. We left to get food since there were no lines and we could still hear them.
- Robert Earl Keen. Yer basic Texas country, an Austin native. Right after his set, we found my aunt (after some "interesting" texting -- I have a QWERTY keyboard; she doesn't) and set up camp with her and her family and friends for the rest of the evening.
- Band of Horses. This was the time slot with the biggest conflict of the fest: Band of Horses vs. The Flaming Lips (and for me, throw Switchfoot into the mix). I'm not familiar with any of them but Switchfoot. However, the large blister on the bottom of my foot meant I stayed put for BoH. Everyone around me was way into the show, singing along and jamming, so I wished I'd known some of their stuff beforehand so I could appreciate them better.
- Cage the Elephant. We darted out to catch a little of this show because Son the Younger insisted upon it. He really wanted to see these guys; they're one of his current favorites. Again, everyone around us when we got there was singing along, dancing around, way into the music. I'd listened to a tune or two from my son's iTunes, but that wasn't enough to really prep me for the show. They made fun music, though.
- The Eagles. From time to time, I heard people disparage them as the choice for the closing band of the fest, but these guys have always been talented and they still have it after all these years. This was an epic two-hour set that flew by as everyone sang along and roared their approval between songs. All four band members played guitar, and their backing band included a drummer, percussionist, four horns, a keyboard, and at least a couple I'm forgetting. They introduced them all, and I was wondering what their travel budget looks like on tour.
They had a light motion backdrop that showed photos, animation, all sorts of stuff. It was just as interesting to watch as the screens of the performers themselves; all the backdrops related to the themes of the songs. They opened with the stunning four-part harmony of "Seven Bridges Road" and played all their biggest group and solo hits, with the exception of "Get Over It" from the "Hell Freezes Over" album. None of them have lost the high part of their range; their falsettos were amazing. Great, great show.
Cindy and I took a pedi-cab back to the car. I started the day with a blister, covered with a blister pad that disintegrated during Ashley's set. That wouldn't be so bad, except that it glued the blister to my shoe. Cindy had brought a piece of moleskin, so we put that on top of the whole thing and I limped around all day, but by the end of the day that mile-long hike back to the car was pretty well out of the question. I was beyond happy to go back to my sedentary lifestyle today.
I'll try to get photos posted soon. I don't have a lot of the bands other than Ashley, but I got some fun people-watching photos.
