As Gungor concluded its South by Southwest set at the Red Eyed Fly, a grungy downtown Austin club, a fan in the front row started shouting at the band. It was a familiar request: to sing just one more song. “Play ‘Beautiful Things’!” she yelled as the musicians started to clear the stage of guitars and keyboards.
Approximately seven years ago–May 22, 2007, to be precise–Veronica Mars, the television show, aired for the last time. Exactly 365 days ago, Veronica Mars the movie, launched its record-setting Kickstarter.
Shortly before one o’clock on Thursday morning, a car turned onto Red River in Austin—a street lined with rock clubs and music venues, and one that was barricaded off for five blocks to allow pedestrians and cyclists to move freely—and struck and killed two people who were getting onto a moped. Before the car stopped, it had driven through the crowd, leaving the total number of injured at 23.
Pretty much everyone in Austin this week is either doing SXSW things, or really, really tired of hearing about SXSW things. Either way, there’s a question about the festival that’s gotten harder and harder to answer over the past few years: What exactly is SXSW?
Wes Anderson is a Texan, but he belongs to the world. At least, he spends more time making movies about far-flung locales (say Budapest) than Houston, the city in which he was born and raised; Austin, where he was educated; or Dallas, where he launched his career.