The last performers I saw at SXSW before I had to hustle back to catch my plane. Rat Fist (aka mem LA’s No Age Randy Randall + Philly’s Pissed Jeans Sean McGuinness) were slamming out some heavy in a the smallest room at the Mohawk possible. The band was hoping for some crowd surfing action and they almost got it from back to back bodies. 

After squeezing out of the tightly packed shows, I was ready for some fresh air. the soggy couple of days were wearing thin on my enthusiasm, and a warm, boring airport actually sounded somewhat appealing. Until next year, my friends!