Mar
22

SXSW 2011: The Moncrief Awards

Because who isn’t a fan of Sidney “El Sid” Moncrief? The Jon Konkak Mediocre White Rapper Award: Mac Miller Upending 35 years of time honored tradition, the stigma to being a mediocre white rapper has vanished. Somewhere in dirty Jerse, Milkbone plots a comeback, and I wonder if any of these kids will turn in… Continue reading »

Mar
21

SXSW 2011: Lunch with the Germans and other Grim Fairy Tales

Sabina Tang skipped the Kanye secret show and Perez Hilton’s party in order to file this. Thus, she will be forever ignorant of the wonders of Cyhi the Prince and liquid cocaine boogers drawn on Kid Cudi. I’LL NEVER TRUST THOSE THINGS AGAIN So you may have heard: the overhead camera, boom and all, fell… Continue reading »

Mar
17

SXSW: Rock Bands and Rappers – Famous, Naked, and Clothed

While Jeff sells out at Pop & Hiss, and Hannibal sheds followers on Twitter, Sabina Tang will be contributing Austin reports for Passion of the Weiss. Her Twitter can be found here. SIXTH STREET, AUSTIN, TEXAS, DURING SXSW Ever played Rock Band 3? You know the opening animation, where your outrageously outfitted CG band slowly… Continue reading »

Mar
25

SXSW Day 4: Ironic Freaking, Gutter Industrial, a Minor Case of Arson and a Major Case of Moncrief

Hannibal has embarked on a detox consisting of Kombucha, yoga, and Brian Eno ambient records.  Hannibal must apologize. It is now 72 hours since you’ve last heard from him and thus, this post will produce no hyperlinks, re-tweets, or bombastic blogger iChats. It also raises an existential question: if a blog drops three days after… Continue reading »

Mar
22

SXSW Day 3: Hannibal Moncrief and The Case of the Stolen Keytar

Hannibal Moncrief is everywhere you want to be. Hannibal Moncrief peeled himself off his couch Friday morning and strapped on his bulletproof vest compromised of 13 pages of SXSW Day Party printouts. In case Freddie Gibbs tried to step to him, Hannibal would be ready, but moreover, he was intrigued by the idea of attending… Continue reading »

Mar
20

SXSW Tour Diary: Crimes and Misdemeanors and Moncrief (Day 2)

Editors seeking to hire Hannibal Moncrief are advised to be keep substantial bail money, margaritas, and VIP bracelets on hand. Hannibal Moncrief does not mingle with the Hoi Polloi.  Why would Hannibal Moncrief feel remorse? The booking agent will feel the pain, not the Mad Moncrief who arrived ready to show the world the wistful… Continue reading »

Mar
18

SXSW Tour Diary: Hannibal Moncrief on The Invention of Chillwave, Rubstep, and The Invasion of Austin (Day 1)

The editorial team unanimously decided that no one wanted to read Jeff’s long-winded rambles for a third consecutive year. Instead, we turned to special Passion of the Weiss SXSW correspondent, Hannibal Moncrief, the lead singer/guitarist/theremin player for death metal power trio, Infinite Transgression.  As payment, he will be receiving 32 cans of PBR, a two… Continue reading »

Mar
26

SXSW Day 4 (Pt. 2): On Rap/Rock, The Legacy of the Beasties, and Asher Roth Vs. The Knux

Almost 25 years have elapsed since the Rick Rubin-helmed, Licensed to Ill found the Beasties staking their claim as the first major rap group to incorporate guitar-hero rawk (“Rock Box” aside). Such juxtaposition seems prosaic today, but it’s almost impossible to grasp how revolutionary sampling Led Zep, The Clash, and Sabbath once seemed—and that was… Continue reading »

Mar
25

Grizzly Bear & Victoria Legrand Perform “Two Weeks” @ SXSW

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Vcf6jbUOaM Along with sets from Dirty Projectors and Akron/Family, Grizzly Bear’s performance under the pale icicle-lit eaves of the Cedar Street Courtyard, made for one of the most memorable moments of the festival. Particularly, this collaboration with Beach House’s Victoria Legrand on Vecktamist stand-out, “Two Weeks.” In administrative news, expect part two of the Rap-Rock… Continue reading »

Mar
24

SXSW Day 4 (Pt. 1): On Rap/Rock, The Legacy of the Beasties, and Asher Roth Vs. The Knux

Other than freshman Delta Sigma Theta rushes at Cal-State Chico, no substrata of the American population has worse taste in rock than rappers. Sure, your little brother likes Fall Out Boy, but eventually, he’s going to grow up and discover The Clash, then weed, then hopefully Junior Murvin and Lee Perry, until ultimately he’s repudiating… Continue reading »

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