Last year I got my Sled Island cherry popped (and by that I mean attending, not screwing some hipster in the bathroom - get your mind out of the gutter) and this year was round two. I have to say, last year I was way more committed...that may have had something to do with the job I had which supported 2 days of being hungover at my desk, or maybe it was due to the fact that this year the only thing I had to drink was a bucket full of free Palm Bay (courtesy of the PB Marketing team). If you have had it you know, it is pretty hard to get hammered off that stuff without puking all over your face.
This year I saw films, music and comedy (did they do comedy last year? I don't know...didn't see it).
I started off the festival with a show of a band originally from Calgs, Braids (3.7). Fantastic. This is the second year in a row that I have kicked off Sled at the Central United Church and I feel like I may make it a tradition.
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Braids lead singer, Raphaelle Standell-Preston |
From what I did end up seeing the rest of the festival, I was impressed. There was one show that I saw at one of the all ages venues, Undermountain, that I ended up leaving, but it wasn't because the band sucked. It was because the tiny basement room in which they were playing was so hot and muggy I literally thought people's faces were going to start melting off - mine included. I had another function to attend post-show and I needed to get the hell out of there before my hair turned into a wet mess and my makeup ended up on my shirt. I have taken note to never attend a concert there again, but to send any people I detest there as often as possible.
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Mode Moderne |
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Tig Notaro |
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The Raveonettes |
Next, Chad VanGaalen (2.7) was introduced by Mayor Neshi who proclaim him to be the 'hometown hero.' He then went on to play an uninspired set. Maybe it was because the crowd wasn't getting excited enough by his talk of a bike borrowing program...this is the point where I knew there was a bunch of fake hipsters in the audience, real ones would have been excited. Then again, real hipsters don't get 'excited' about anything...so it was a lose-lose situation.
Minus the Bear (2.1) was next. I have seen them before and I didn't remember them being that blase. I guess not everything gets better with age. (Speaking of, my friend got a flask of expensive scotch poured out at Twisted...please take a moment to mourn her loss...).
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The Dandy Warhols |
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Of Montreal |
And that rounds up the Calgary Hipsters' favorite weekend of the year. Now watch them disperse...like they were never here at all.
XOXO
Jes...
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