Austin City Limits: What You Missed Austin City Limits: What You Missed
If you were one of the poor, unfortunate souls left in College Station, missing the mass exodus to Austin this past weekend, here are... Austin City Limits: What You Missed

If you were one of the poor, unfortunate souls left in College Station, missing the mass exodus to Austin this past weekend, here are some of the highlights from the first weekend of the little-known music festival.

A prime instagram opportunity.

If everyone is being really honest, more than half of the people who attend ACL do so just to say they did. Along with a sweaty, smog-filled time, one can rack up the followers and likes if they show their individuality with visiting such an underground scene.

That random guy screaming all the wrong words.

Sometimes this guy is the best part of the show. He was really enjoying his time there and at least knew the band’s name. That is more than can be said for most of the crowd. However, he did not know a single chorus or hit any note. He encouraged groups of strangers to dance around like hooligans, but no one joined him despite his best efforts. He tried though, so that is something.

A mosh-pit-claustrophobia-induced anxiety attack.

In the end, fighting to the front of the crowd was worth it, because seeing Young The Giant in the first row was life changing. Although the seven hour lead up to the show did make you black out from heat exhaustion alone, it was a top moment.

A $17 “craft” beer.

The guy behind the counter knew it. You knew it. That was not a ‘craft’ beer. Craft just happens to be a fancy word for pretentious, but you bought it anyway because you needed the sweet fuel to continue on with the whole ordeal.

Tons of really unique human beings.  

From students attending our own great university, to those crazy tea-sips, or even massive groups of high schoolers, all sorts of people were out to gather for a common interest: music. A fair amount were from your Anthropology 205 class. Others traveled to Austin from all over the country just to hear their favorite bands. Most of the fans knew one, maybe two, songs of said bands.

Fingers crossed Weekend 2 has just as much in store to spark the envy of those left on the sidelines.

—Metta World Pizza

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Metta World Pizza

Pizza—it makes the world go ‘round. You could say that Metta likes to travel. You could say that, but that would be a lie. He just likes to sit at home and eat pizza and watch basketball, actually. Here at The Mugdown, we pride ourselves on a writer staff with a diverse background, which means that we even have a representation of that minority at A&M that likes basketball more than football. You’re welcome. On the other hand, everyone likes pizza, so Metta World Pizza is quite the all-star.

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