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I’ll admit it. Although I love music more than anything, and have pretty much nondiscriminatory taste when it comes to any style of music or artist, I have to say I’m really not much of a dubstep girl. Deadmau5 is good, like, really good, even though I still pronounce their name dead-mao-five. Even though I know better. My fellow Sumo intern and roommate, Sam Kirby, who is perhaps the biggest dubstep head I’ve encountered, once played a Bassnectar song that I didn’t totally hate.
I like A-Trak, and I’m super excited he’s coming to Voodoo Fest in October. A-Trak is dubstep, right? But it’s really not my thing. It seems like this has suddenly become the new music of our generation, and I feel like the bitter, older generation who can’t understand this new music the kids are listening to. When it comes on in bars, for the most part, I bitch and complain to my friends to the point where they associate every dubstep song with an added track of Lily-whining. As I see it, if you are going to eat a bunch of molly or drop a bunch of acid and go to a show, shouldn’t it be a band or artist whose music sounds good when you’re sober, and sounds even better when your high? Like I said, I’m annoying. But that hasn’t stopped me from yearning all summer to attend any music festival, which all seem to be primarily dubstep oriented these days. Many were discussed among my group of friends, but none ended up working out. I am especially bummed about missing Hangout, Mountain Jam, and all of the Dave Matthews Band Caravan shows. That’s right, I don’t like dubstep, and I love DMB. Please keep reading anyway.
Out of all the festivals I didn’t make it to, none upset me like the one I am going to be missing this weekend, Outside Lands. The lineup is ridiculous. I am torn-up about missing The Shins, The Decemberists, Fresh & Onlys, Grouplove, Diego’s Umbrella, Muse, Sia, The Vaccines, Big Boi, and Vetiver. John Fogerty and Girl Talk sound pretty sweet too.
But alas, I have neither money nor car to get me all the way to San Francisco, the venue for the festival. It’s okay, I’ve gone through the five stages of loss, and now am at a point of acceptance. What helped most was putting together my own little cheesy tribute to the festival on my graveyard shift DJ gig at WTUL this morning. I decided to kick-off my New Orleans Indie-Lovin’ Edition of the Friday 5 with a few selected songs from my three hour long Outside Lands tribute. If you like what you hear keep your eyes peeled for a weekly dose of indie sexiness brought to you by moi. It goes without saying; if you live in San Francisco or have a bunch of money or are just super spontaneous, get yourself to Outside Lands Music festival in Golden Gate Park, starting this Friday, August 12. Drink some boxed wine during the Muse show for me, and carpe diem.
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