Siren, Noisettes, Surveillance
Siren fest was a bunch of fun. We got there a bit late and left a bit early, and spent too much time on trains and buses, but it was worth the $80ish I dropped to come to this free festival, considering the travel costs also bought me a few hours at my technically permanent but effectively rare residence and a trip to the beach.
I only knew Dr. Dog and Matt & Kim (even them not well), and had just listened to a little bit of the other stuff after reading the line-up announcement. Dr. Dog met my high expectations, and M&K were good, except that I only heard the last few songs and was pretty far away.
The big discovery of the day was The Noisettes. They bring their guitar-wailing, drum-jumping, stage-climbing energy from London with beautiful instruments, excellent tunes, and Shingai’s powerful voice.
We had a great time hanging out at Coney Island. Supposedly this was the last Siren, because of impending condos. Damn.
I’m the one with the backpack at 00:01 and 00:20 (not the one with a backpack who is shirtless, annoyingly drunk, and mostly responsible for starting the mess).