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Daniel Johnston & Friends at the Moore

Show Date: November 11th, 2017

The anticipation was palpable in the lobby as newcomers continuously rushed to the merch table, eager to check out the wares and Daniel Johnston’s unique sketches available for purchase. There were several binders strewn about and each were chock full of drawings signed by the artist with only a few doubles amongst them. Many were classic superheros or scenes from Daniel’s life. My favorite though, had to be an extreme closeup of a desperate and weeping face, stating “I get overly emotional…………about ducks.” I’m still kicking myself for not buying it straightaway.

This juxtaposed theme of experiencing intense emotions along with hysterical laughter continued with my first viewing of documentary film, The Devil and Daniel Johnston, which opened the night in the darkened theater. Though I’d known Daniel had dealt with mental illness throughout the course of his life, I hadn’t fathomed the extent to which he suffered. It’s a brutally honest story about clinging on to a grandiose dream, while constantly battling the devils of schizophrenia and manic depression. I could write pages on the film alone, but I’m not going to. Just make sure you see it someday.

After a quick intermission the lights came back up on the stage revealing the man himself and members of Built to Spill. As the simplistic chords of “Walking the Cow” clanged on a nearby piano, Daniel seemed to slowly break out of his shell. Though he needed to sit and could no longer play any instruments, his voice still rang true, determined to escape from his body and sing his songs to the packed auditorium. His hands shook along with the beat, likely tremors caused by his schizophrenia, but I imagined it was simply his hands missing their beloved keyboard.

Doug Martsch of Built to Spill exuded almost a mother hen like demeanor, watching over Daniel’s every move and periodically adjusting his mic stand. With Johnston’s tendency to work within his own time signature, the band had to be ready to move with him at any moment. As they launched into “Fake Records of Rock and Roll,” the set transitioned from being slightly precarious into a genuine rock n’ roller. The super fan in front of me began swinging her hair around from her seat like she was at a Van Halen show in the ‘80s. Johnston’s songs began to take over the room, with harmonies on tracks like “Honey I Sure Miss You,” bouncing from both the stage and the audience. Built to Spill brought a renewed life to the simple orchestrations, boosting “Museum of Love” and “My Life is Starting Over Again” into raucous indie rock sing alongs. The latter felt especially poignant as the lyrics read “My friends, say I’m back again. My life is starting over again. Over again. My fame is spreading across the land. Now I’ve got me a band. Got me a band.” Daniel’s exuberance filled the entire auditorium.

After a lengthy set, Daniel announced, “My Christmas wish is that True Love Will Find You in the End.” As the band finished the song, to the subdued surprise of the other musicians, Daniel kept singing, emulating the Beatles with “and in the end, the love you make is even like a piece of cake.” He finished to uproarious applause and a standing ovation. He thanked the audience with a quick wave and an even quicker exit. The artist needed a rest.

In a recent interview with the New York Times, Johnston’s family expressed that due to his deteriorating mental health, this may be Daniel’s final tour. Daniel himself seemed surprised to hear the news.  If this is indeed Daniel Johnston’s last tour, he’s won over the respect of countless critics and musicians the world over who cover his work every day. Daniel Johnston’s legacy is timeless, and he’s not going anywhere. He’s finally made it. 


Photos by Brady Harvey

Built to Spill Daniel Johnston Imaginary Scoop Moore Theater

Recommended Show: Daniel Johnston & Friends at the Moore

Everybody who’s been around music in the last 30 years or so has seen the strange little frog named “Jeremiah the Innocent,” with the words “Hi, How are you?” written over his head. Much like the story of his creator, his origins begin mysteriously, and have you wondering, “Hmm, I keep seeing that everywhere but I don’t know what it’s about.” You’ll see some friends post a picture of themselves standing in front of a Jeremiah mural in Austin, or you’ll see somebody wearing him on a shirt. It may even take you years to find out. By the time you realize who Daniel Johnston is and finally hear the tape emblazoned with Jeremiah’s image, you feel like an absolute idiot. You have immediately lost all of your musical street cred. In all of your previous years, you have known nothing about what makes a song great. Your internal monologue pleads, “Please, PLEASE make sure no one ever finds out that I didn’t know who Daniel Johnston was until today!”

Like Jeremiah, Daniel Johnston’s music is innocent, in that the songs live and breathe in their truest forms. When a finger flubs or the song loses time for a moment, it only shines brighter on Johnston’s pure elation for playing music itself, where other musicians would find themselves tearing their hair out and demanding another take. His true talent lies in his embrace of imperfection, and getting his inspirations out in any way that he can. Since he’s working within the confines of mental illness, the simplistic beauty of his compositions is quite a feat. A few of my personal favs are below:

It’s been announced this will be Daniel’s last tour ever and he’ll be joined on stage each night by bands who have been influenced by him. Seattle will not only be treated to the talents of Built to Spill, but also a pre-show screening of the 2005 documentary The Devil and Daniel Johnston. He’s been a huge inspiration for artists the world over, and this will be an unforgettable evening you don’t want to miss out on!

Tickets for Daniel Johnston & Friends on Saturday, November 11th are available now at

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Best gift discs they might miss (best music of 2009)

There are a lot of fantastic books, albums, DVDs, and other things that any music fan would love to get this year, but may not know that they would love them yet. The pop culture pie hole is insatiable, and with the battered economy not everything I loved got the proper hype. This is Part One for me, the recorded sound segment.

When it comes time to buy stuff for friends (Christmas Eve, at Easy Street, Sonic Boom, or in my next installment, the Fantagraphics Store), you might see bundles of the below spilling out of my weary arms (if I haven’t mail ordered extras already).

Parenthetical Girls, The Scottish Play: Wherein The Group Parenthetical Girls Pay Well-Intentioned (If Occasionally Misguided) Tribute To The Works Of Ivor Cutler

Eight super-short “tracks,” half spoken word with light keyboard texture, words by a salty old Scotsman who knew the Beatles and couldn’t stand loud pop music. Just out on Tomlab, floating as a ten inch in Europe, I can’t stop listening to this Portland band’s delightful devotion to Cutler’s astonishing writing. PG singer Zac Pennington’s voice has never been better (my wife insists he’s Colin Meloy murdered by a sailor-lover and returned to earth as a perfect-crooner angel), and the spirit of play and precision for these cranky odes to doughnuts and coffins, environmentalists in leather boots pissing in ditches and thus forever changing the eco-system, men losing their lunch to the dismay of their socialite wives, and the triangle of hair we all think about but don’t talk about and so Zac must sing about. Got to tell you, I don’t think pop music ever gets more brave or adorable.

X-Ray Spex, Live @ The Roundhouse London 2008

There was a recent picture in SPIN of many of the old punk rock icons, and I won’t name names, as a lot of them look like zombies from the next brain-fueled splatter-flick. The freshest-looking gal, who looked like she started her band in 2007 not 1977, was Poly Styrene, whose commitment to a fairly rigid Eastern religion may have killed her new wave social life in the 80s, but apparently kept her pristinely preserved. Big time evidence of this testimony can be found on the eagerly longed-for reunion of her band X-Ray Spex, in a glorious pink and black combination CD/DVD collection which shows the (probably first) feminist-punk singing her anti-consumerist, anti-intoxicant, anti-materialist, anti-patriarchy manifestos with the same vengeful, perky charm she had on their immortal debut Germ-Free Adolescents. Opening with one of the biggest girl snarls ever recorded (and now just as powerfully rerecorded), “Oh BOndage! Up Yours,” and howling and punk-popping out some of the best and weirdest protest songs ever (for example, “I Can’t Do Anything,” which the Hernandez Bros. loved enough to devote a couple of pages of their Love & Rockets comic to their proto-riot grrrls character’s singing). She never gets out of breath, and the band isn’t trying too hard to keep up either. One of the essential purchases most effectively arguing for a world of less, um, purchases.

The Tripwires, House To House

Where have all the great new albums gone? The ones with songs you replay till they wake up with you, that sound so good they’re on endless iPod repeat on the bus, and then you can’t help crank before finishing that final beer of the night? The Minus Five’s Scott McCaughey believes that The Tripwires’ John Ramberg is “the world’s most underrated songwriter” and considering McCaughey himself released three solid ‘A’ records of his own this year, a full-length dozen of Ramberg’s songs recorded with Johnny Sangster (Mudhoney, Makers producer), Mark Pickerel (the beloved Praying Hands), and Jim Sangster (Young Fresh Fellows, Flamin’ Groovies’ Roy Loney!) is a sweet-ass stocking tickler. I’ll let you uncover the wit and wonderfulness of his lyrics under the crackling layers of guitar and flipping hot rhythms, but if I don’t see third track “Another Planet Now” in your own iPod “Most Played” list I’m going to think you don’t give a furry rat butt about the beat music. And the other eleven are the opposite of filler.

The Walkabouts and Various Artists, Got No Chains

The Walkabouts are early no-fear country-college rock pioneers, but their historical noteworthiness isn’t what makes them, eh, worth noting. It’s the same needle-sharp diarizing clarity, restless beats and riffs, raw emotional imagery, philosophical bravery, and fluid campfire melody that makes them our own perhaps Mekons. Proving just how tragically overlooked this band can be by Seattle scene-watchers, this double CD pairs fifteen of their best songs with the same fifteen covered by Walter Salas-Humara, The Minus 5, Steve Wynn and Linda Pitmon, and yes, even Jon Langford (on a hilarious, tremendous reggae redux of “Christmas Island”). The Willard Grant Conspiracy take on “The Bitter Tree,” all spiny and doomed, the make-over of “Unholy Dreams” from chamber rock into Pixies anthem, and the return of also-underrated Pacific NW bar-room visionary Terry Lee Hale (with “The Seattle Clams,” eh wot?) are really quite stunning. This is where to begin with The Walkabouts, for sure.

D.O.A., Kings of Punk, Hockey, And Beer

They invented hardcore, before “crossover” and the suburbs infected it with “personal pain.” In fact, leader Joey Shithead is such a stoic, when he stayed at my group house in 1985, he stopped me from hitting after-show party-goers with a plank I was carrying around. I had just lost a very important part of my body that day (seriously). I told him this, and he told me to buck up and stop whining about it. I have never stopped loving D.O.A., even when the records weren’t that exciting. Which was long ago. Like great bluesmen, this Vancouver-based punk rock band are exactly this album’s title.

Betty Davis, Is It Love Or Desire?

Very nervously, as I was once her publicist and already risk accusations of helping my ex-employers with this mention (so this is brief). But seriously, Light In The Attic found a missing masterpiece by a woman who created punk-funk, poured her heart into this boundary-crushing autobiographical album, and so few websites and magazines covered it? When I was at LiTA, the former Mrs. Miles Davis’ final record wasn’t even thought to exist. It became available this year, completely blowing the minds of fans, but no one else, it seemed, got the story? Good Lord.

Half-handed Cloud, Cut Me Down & Count My Rings

Forty-six Jesus Freak on spiritual speed songs, spinning out into infinity, filled with love and light and some cosmic drip from the espresso machine of the angels. What do you call this music that Sufjan Stevens’ pal John Ringhofer makes? Holy-core? Best buy for those into the sacred and the strange. There’s like two double albums worth of singles, EP tracks, etc., all collected on to one relentless, riveting platter of personal vision. Awesome, and a little scary.

Daniel Johnston, Is And Always Was

This is the first Johnston album that really impressed me almost all of the way through. And those details about his life meant nothing as I listened to it. I appreciate his struggles, but these are just really good songs, fully embracing joy and love, and taking a wizened view at those hacking it out (“Fake Records of Rock and Roll”).

Caveat: This is all stuff within the past three-six months. I’m sure there were lots of great records earlier this year, too, and the minute this is posted will drive me insane for not listing them as well! Thanks for your time.

Daniel Johnston Imaginary Scoop

Tonight's Recommended Show: Daniel Johnston at Neumos

We at TIG are beyond giddy for this Friday’s super exciting Daniel Johnston performance at Neumos. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again; Daniel Johnston is musical genius. You owe it to yourself to watch the documentary The Devil and Daniel Johnston… and I wouldn’t be surprised if you rushed the box office at Neumos Friday night to get in and see him play.

Kurt Cobain loved him, Converse is in collaboration with him on a snazzy new shoe design (purportedly anyway) and everyone from Clem Snide to Bright Eyes have covered him. Daniel Johnston is a serious talent, a strange bird that doesn’t fly around often and just an all-around fascinating human being.

Do yourself a favor and feed your musical soul at Neumos Friday night. The Dead Science and Kimya Dawson open for Daniel Johnston, and it’s an all-ages show this time kiddos!




Daniel Johnston Imaginary Scoop

Win tickets to see Daniel Johnston at Neumos


Daniel Johnston is something of an indie rock legend, a Texas musical savant who people drop casual hints about meeting. His work ranges from child-like and cute (he’s 48), to darkly brilliant. Kurt Cobain helped thrust Daniel into fame when he was seen wearing a T-shirt with the cover art from Daniel’s Hi How Are You release. He’s been praised by critics and adored by fans, and if you haven’t seen the documentary The Devil and Daniel Johnston please do. It explains everything.

Daniel will be stopping at Neumos Friday, September 4th with Kimya Dawson and The Dead Science and you can win tickets to see him! We’ve got a pair for your grubby lovey hands. Just send an e-mail to [email protected] by Monday August 31st (deadline is 8am!) with “DanielScienceDawson” in the subject line. The show is 21+.

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Daniel Johnston, the Dead Science, and PWRFL Power

I’ve passed up seeing Daniel Johnston more times than I’m comfortable mentioning here and if I could go back in time and find myself at 20 or 21 i’d shake myself and slap some sense into my young head for missing such a wonderful performer. I circled this date months ago when I saw it on the calendar and told myself that this would indeed be the day. Neumo’s was packed upon arriving at the venue and for good reason: this was never going to be a four-hour marathon show; it was going to be brief, but a moment in time that should stick with everyone who witnessed it.

Kaz, or PWRFL Power, opened the show. I was somewhat predisposed not to like him after hearing some of his music awhile ago and not being overly impressed — again, how wrong I was! He took the stage with just his guitar, introducied himself, and informed us he was going to play nine songs and they would all be two and a half minutes long. How nice to know how long an opening act is going to play, down to the second even. It didn’t take long to win me over; this guy has charm and I could have watched him for another twenty-two and a half minutes.

He performed in that awkward ‘aww shucks’ fashion which may occasionally come off as pretentious or play-acting; however, his humor and storytelling made up for it and more. His talent as an instrumentalist was undeniable, as was his ability for crafting sharp, witty songs that involve the listener on a personal level. Everyone laughed out loud during “Tomato Song” and “Chopsticks Song.” While his meter occasionally faltered it nearly always just added to the quirkiness of the performance, and the end product was beautiful in its honesty and simplicity.

The Dead Science, who would also serve as Daniel Johnston’s backing band for a portion of his set, were on after a short break. It's difficult to pinpoint just what makes this band tick. Their live set combined a variety of influences and epic progressions that never quite settled in to give the audience a chance to enjoy the music. The band are all quite talented instrumentalists; however, I found nothing nothing truly redeeming about the music itself.

After another short break, Daniel Johnston took the stage alone and was greeted with an enthusiastic response from the crowd that could have humbled anyone. Daniel is no longer the boy we remember from years ago. Years of smoking and non-discriminate eating have made him appear, well, a lot like my dad, with a big jolly belly, gray hair, weathered hard-living features, and great big smile that could cover a whole room with its sincerity. He unloading his binders onto an old metal music stand and singing a cappella to announce the beginning of his set.

He played three songs this way, including “Mean Girls Give Pleasure,” featuring his unique pounding of the electric guitar, raw and unadorned, without any pretenses and 100% pure Daniel Johnston: the person we want to think about toying away in a basement surrounded by comic books and his art. He thanked everyone and told us how great it was to be in Portland… and then corrected himself with “uhh, Seattle.”

Daniel was then joined by Brett Hartenbach and his steady acoustic guitar, which allowed Daniel to concentrate on what he does best: spilling emotions from his bare soul. No wonder we all identify with him so much, when he's able to be so honest and forthcoming about his pain and fears. Daniel performed many of his favorites during this section of the show. Touching performances of “Living Life," “Life in Vain,” and John Lennon’s “Isolation” filled me with an indescribable feeling, and unforced smile, and actual chills as Johnston gripped the microphone as if the ship was truly going down. The sense of longing and opportunities lost was actually palpable in the crowd.

After another short break Daniel retook the stage with the members of the Dead Science for a full-band portion of the set. He broke out into “Speeding Motorcycle” and other familiar ditties, including “Walking the Cow” and “Held the Hand.” The Dead Science (whose name Johnston also forgot) provided a steady backing band that didn't overpower the vocals and were exceptionally adept at keeping up with the spur-of-the-moment changes he made during songs. The only song that presented any real problems was “Casper,” which would be tough to recreate for someone just playing by themselves with a guitar or organ with its off-beat syncopation. All the Dead Science could do was grit their teeth, keep playing, and get through the song. I truly felt for them at that moment but Daniel was unfazed and did not falter.

Another short break and the encore began, which again featured Daniel with Brett Hartenbach on “True Love Will Find You in the End.” Huge applause. He thanked the audience once more and gave us an a cappella version of “Devil Town,” which became a sing-a-long. With that Daniel thanked everyone again and left the stage.

Despite the shortness of the set (and the presence some ill-timed random meatheads yelling "yeah!" and "Daniel Johnston!!" who seemed there purely to witness a spectacle), it was truly amazing to witness a living legend perform his life’s work and show his heart to everyone in attendance. 



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Athens PopFest 2007: Day 3 with Fishboy, Cars Can Be Blue, Daniel Johnston and more…

Black Kids were the surprise of the PopFest. And I'm not alone in my Black Kids adulation–everyone in my 8-person group was screaming "I LOVE BLACK KIDS" after their show. They were the opening band on this, the final day of the PopFest and their quick wit banter was disarming and hilarious. Their songs were catchy and well-thought out without being contrived. Visiting from Jacksonville, Florida, the fresh-faced fivesome played a packed set of songs (My favorite being "I underestimated my charm again") and even braved a killer Clash cover.

The two keyboarding ladies danced without abandon, and at one point Ali Youngblood ventured out into the audience with her tambourine and skipped around the elated audience. After the show, the band gave out a bunch of free burned cds of their demos – which unfortunately didn't really capture the magic of their live show. The beguiling Smiths' guitar, unaffected Robert Smiths vocals of lead singer and guitarist Reggie Youngblood, cool cheerleader girl vocals with a zealous rhythm section was lost to less than ideal recording quality. If you listen to them on MySpace, you'll hear some reverb and over synth'd versions of the songs… which in no way illustrate the energy and songsmanship of the band live. This doesn't diminish my urge to evangelize Black Kinds and I still crown them the PopFest highlight.

Black Kids at PopFest

Jerk Alert were next up. They started their set with a loud cacophony of sound – which I assumed was just a way to grab our attention. Actually, that Bratmobile screaming, fuckpunk loud monster sound continued through the whole set. I retreated to the back and gathered my thoughts during this set, though it should be noted the lead singer wore a spanking red velour outfit.

Jerk Alert

The electro-melancholy trio The Pains of Being Pure at Heart were part Suburban Kids with Biblical Names, part John Hughes soundtrack, and as the lead singer's t-shirt suggested, part-Belle and Sebastian. Their songs nervously charmed with shy boy distain for encounters of the interpersonal ilk and the midi beats harkening to the bedroom pop they likely pulled influence. The delicate combo was quite delightful.

The Pains of Being Pure at Heart

The Visitations at PopfestThe Visitations set rounded out the day portion of the Saturday shows and started off with a guy, a guitar and a posterboard guerilla face over the microphone. It got less interesting from there and no matter how much the promise of having the fellow joined by members of Red Pony Clock intrigued us, we needed to head out for our DIY Athens tour (which included stops at indie-rock historical spots – Weaver D's anyone?).

The evening portion of the last night of PopFest started a few hours later at the 40 Watt. Red Pony Clock took the stage and before picking up their instruments, all the guys took their shirts off. The 11-member crew wore coordinated outfits (the boys topless and in matching swim trucks, ladies in striped tank top dresses) and broke into their trademark indie mexicali dance party songs. The group sported several brass (trumpets, trombones), oboe, clarinet, drums, bongos, accordion, guitars, bells, among other instruments.

Red Pony Clock at PopFest 2007

Lead singer, etc. Gabe charmed with the wit and ended the set with a "Helicopter Shirt Dance" to the song "Don't Forget Who Your Friends Are" which inspired several male audience members to take off their shirts and swing them around like a helicopter through the song.

The Helicopter Dance-Red Pony Clock

Denton, TX's Fishboy were next – and by song three they were a favorite of the fest. The band's onstage antics and banter, quick, concise songs and spazzing keyboardist left us breathless. They have a TMBG meets Jawbreaker vibe with nothing slow or subtle about their songs.

Fishboy at the Athens PopFest

They charge forward with literary whimsy and fast-paced guitar rifts and even took their live energy into the physical realm by smashing a DVD player at the end of the set. I've loved their song "Woodward Ave" for some time (and the new songs they recently posted to the website are quite addictive as well) so it was no surprise when the quartet's set left me counting down to the release of their new album, Albatross: How We Failed To Save The Lone Star State With The Power Of Rock And Roll in the fall.

Fishboy at the PopFest

Next up, it was payback for Bunnygrunt. The band has become infamous for supplying multiple rounds of shots to their friends on stage (see Tullycraft's PopFest show in 2005, and the earlier Casper and the Cookies show for evidence), so they were bombarded this time rwith six rounds of shots during their set this year.

Bunnygrunt and their revenge shots

Being troopers (or at least well-practiced in the art of shots), they persevered and the only slip up was during banter when Matt said "I'd thank to like…" They blazed through a Warren Zevon cover, which they sup’d up by adding a horn section made up of members from Hat Company and Red Pony Clock. They ended the set with Poison Control Center's "Love is the Answer" and it’s accompanying dancing and singing along a mass of band and indie pop folk on to the stage. It was the best Bunnygrunt show I've seen thus far – not sure if that's due to their songs or their shots.

Bunnygrunt mayhem!

Everyone had been counting down to the set by imaginary favorites Cars Can Be Blue. Earlier in the night the pair had promised a big ending, so as they made their way through their catalog of non-risque tracks (they were keeping it somewhat clean this night) our anticipation grew. Notable new songs dotted the set included "Coat Tails" which finger points at the locals who drop names to feel important with lines like "I know that you are friends wiht all the right bands" and the self-explanatory "Merch Song" In honor of the PopFests organizers Happy Happy Birthday To Me Records, they covered Cracker's "Happy Birthday to Me."

Cars Can Be Blue

The finale came with a high-reverb cover of "Purple Rain" and featured Nate and Becky spewing fighting words to each other via a huge newspaper board pad. The song ended with a shower of confetti and balloons dropping from the ceiling (someone was good at the game Mousetrap to set that contraption up!). They didn't disclose when we can expect the next album or tour… but fingers crossed it is soon.

Cars Can Be Blue

Dark Meat, Dark Meat, Dark Meat. Ah yes, the Dark Meat. The hippy army took full advantage of the stage and blasted out the mayhem with at least 20 folks dark-meating it up. As we've covered in the past, they are an elementary music class production come jam session that fills up a room with sound and are a force to be reckoned with. The songs are filled with mayhem but hints of “In the Aeroplane Over the Sea” trumpet with Polyphonic Spree group vocals / screams are hard to ignore. Oddly, with the room temperature at near boiling, the havoc they reeked was a nice charge to the party and I think I left the fest with a keen appreciation and, dare I say, understanding of the band.

Dark Meat!

Japan's Elekibass filled the room with as much good will and cutesy charisma as a Hello Kitty convention. The audience, members of my posse included, were enraptured with their uber-happy pop tunes to the point of demanding an encore.


Daniel Johnston took the stage and divided his set up into three even pieces. The first part was him solo with his guitar humbly strumming through his catalog. During the second movement, he was joined by an acoustic guitarist who played while he focused on vocals and mesmerized the audience into silence. Throughout the set, the only peeps made were when the masses riotously cheered between songs.

The third part, arguably the most engaging, Daniel was joined by Casper and the Cookies who acted as his back up band. Not so surprisingly they started with "Casper the Friendly Ghost" and with "Hey Joe" soon following. Not much could have prepared us for when Daniel asked the audience what song we wanted to hear, to which he said, "I bet you want to hear this one" and launched into "Speeding Motorcycle." This version had an easy listening feel and lulled us all into a contented cocoon state.

Daniel Johnston!

He ended the set with "Gonna Rock this Town Tonight" which included the addition of Elekibass on stage. The sing-along climaxed into a sweaty riotous crowning point with everyone worked up into a frenzy of rock. Whew. Athens PopFest, a frenzy of rock.

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Athens PopFest Update

Athens PopFest 2007Huzzah! The final wave of bands just added to the Athens PopFest has been announced! In addition to the stellar line up announced a while back (including Ted Leo, Daniel Johnston and, imaginary favorite, Cars Can Be Blue), the PopFest will now feature performances by Tullycraft, The Instruments (Orange Twin superband), and a pre-party on August 7th.

All in all, the four-day festival (August 8th through August 11th) will be packed with indie pop and good times. Who knows, there might be a bbq or badminton tourney. The festival shows will take place at Little Kings and the 40 Watt Club (and possibly continue on to a couple motel rooms afterwards?). Note that the tickets are limited to 150 for a four day pass since only 150 people can go to Little Kings due to the size. Individual passes will be sold for the 9th ,10th, & 11th 40 Watt Shows. This year the tickets will go very fast and will no doubt be sold out quickly so be sure and get your tickets early in advance.

They haven't updated their website yet, but keep it tuned to the PopFest website for complete schedule and band information.

Not only can excellent shows be had, Athens is also home to some amazing veggie and vegan food (ok, I've heard they have succulent pork based bbq too) and everyone there is super mellow and nice. Don't get me started on the thrift stores. Yea, I'm pretty stoked to be heading down there for the fest this year.

Rumor has it that this video was filmed after an Athens PopFest a couple moons ago… it's looks so fun that it rivals the contagiously giddy times promised in a beer or cigarette commercial.

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Athens Popfest 2007 details announced!

Athens Popfest 2007Thanks to Pitchfork for the deets on the Athens Popfest 2007! I can't seem to find a schedule anywhere, but here's the info that's gone public so far:

The Popfest will fill up two Athens venues (40 Watt Club and Little Kings Shuffle Club) from August 8-11, 2007 and will, as always, be brought to us by the fine Happy Happy Birthday to Me folks.

So far, the folks confirmed include:

Ted Leo and his Pharmacists
Daniel Johnston
Circulatory System
American Revolution (featuring Robert Schneider of the Apples in Stereo)
Ideal Free Distribution
Dark Meat
Casper & the Cookies
Poison Control Center
High Water Marks (Apples offshoot band)
Red Pony Clock
Cars Can Be Blue
Baby Calendar
The Smittens
Venice Is Sinking
New Sound of Numbers
Yellow Fever
M Coast
Darren Hanlon
We Versus the Shark
How I Became the Bomb
Velcro Stars
Kite Flying Society
Pains of Being Pure at Heart
Ryan Anderson
Birds of Avalon
Violet Vector & the Lovely Lovelies
Titans of Filth
Patience Please
Hat Company
Christopher's Liver
Black Kids
Jerk Alert

The full schedules (yes, there's rumored to be even more people added to the line-up!) will be announced on the fest's website soon!

Feeling nostalgic?