So, an unfortunate coincidence of timing is that SXSW occurs across St. Patrick's Day, the Spring Amateur Night. As a result, there are a lot of showcases of Irish bands, which is a mixed bag because you get a bunch of shitty acoustic crooners, but good stuff too -- I'd presumably never have discovered Dirty Epics were it not for the thematic needs of the green beer bros, for example.
Anyway. To my point. This year, the green paper mini-top-hats and fake beards were far, far outnumbered by the girls wearing springy green "cyber-falls" straight out of 1999. Only the green ones, of course, not the pink ones. They also tended to have blinky green LEDs on rings, necklaces, and deely-bobbers.
To a Certain Someone: I hate to break it to you, but your retro look now reads to the general public as "Rock Out With Your Shamrock Out".
"The street finds its own use for things," indeed.
i didn't realize those terrifying hair things had a name, or that anyone still thought they were a good idea in any context.
aaaaaaa - too early in the morning to see that
I like that the present looks like the future that comic books described to me.
I had to Google it, and this post was already the sixth result.
I had to google it too, disappointed it wasn't one last forgotten band. Sounded like a cross between enigma and deep forest.
Speaking of Irish acts that aren't shitty acoustic crooners, I suggest you check out Not Squares: Asylum - Release the Bees - Don't Do Nothing (live) - Yeah OK (album)