Well hello there my loyal Dingus Readers! I know I’ve been on a bit of a hiatus but, as always, I promise to bring you the best of the best at the right time. Today, I bring you my personal review of this past weekends Gigawatts Festival. I could barely hold in my excitement when Friday the 18th rolled around. I knew I was up for a weekend of all my favorite bands and then some. Did I anticipate achy bones, dehydration and sweatiness beyond belief? You betcha, but I knew it would all be worth it. Typing down my complete experience would be a bit lengthy and to be honest, I don’t think I have it in me. So, I’m going to give you the highlights, the best of the best.
The festival took place over the course of 4 days and 3 venues, my nights were as follows:
Night 1-As I got off the J train after a long day of work, I rubbed my eyes and knew I had enough time to jet home, drop off my bags and walk out the door. I did just that, I was in and out within 10 minutes and began the 15 minute walk to Radio Bushwick. I knew Frankie Cosmos were going on at 11:30, I knew they were a big deal and I knew I didn’t want to miss it. Frankie Cosmos sweet, soft sound soothed me into the night. I didn’t know what to expect from them but that wasn’t it, however, I was pleasantly surprised. Their songs were on the short side, which I loved, and they sung a song about David Blaine. I loved them. Case closed.
Night 2- I woke up with a huge grin on my face because Saturday night was easily my favorite line-up. As I rolled up to Radio Bushwick, my eyes widened because I couldn’t believe the size of the crowd. I mean, the night before was packed, it was just amazing to see it happen again. Little Racer were a band in particular that stood out. I had heard them in passing and have seen them on bills in the past but have never actually stood and listened to them. I sat at the bar and couldn’t stop bobbing my head. Their songs were so catchy and later listening proved that they definitely sped up their set. A classic trick of my favorite punk bands. Next up were Slonk Donkerson, a personal favorite. As per usual, they took to the stage and totally blew the roof off the place. Classic rock and roll that lives through the ages and hold up to whatever is put against it. As I sharpened my nails to clobber anyone who stood in my way to get a Slonk t-shirt, I made my way to the mercy table and grabbed my very own tee….for the reasonable price of $10 I might add.
My next two must sees, Heeney and Honduras, were playing down the street at Hot 97.4. Naturally, I knew I wanted to secure a decent position for both bands. Since I’m a girl, for Heeney, I stood in the back of the room. I had a feeling the crowd was going to be a bit “dancey” and I was worried my little, blonde self would get knocked to the floor. It was a good call. Heeney had the crowd going absolutely wild. Bodies jumping and thrashing, voices singing at the top of their lungs and my personal favorite, a tribute to King of the Hill. It was a good ol’ fashioned punk show abd it left all in attendence smiling from ear to ear and sweating from head to toe.
My ultimate must see, Honduras, were next. I’ve seen them countless times over the past 2 years and they never dissapoint. I rubbed my neck, streched my arms and stood at the front of the crowd. The boys played a short 20-ish minute set but owned it. I couldn’t help but shake my blonde locks and jump around until I felt sweat roll down my back.
The very next morning I woke up and couldn’t move. My neck was sore and couldn’t turn, my back felt jammed and my feet were swollen. Was it worth it? Absolutely. If I could do it again this weekend, I would. Where else could I see all of my favorite Brooklyn bands in one place? I would like to personally thank 1.21 Gigawatts Editor-in-Chief/Mastermind, Danny Krug. Thanks dude, you put on a heck of a festival, even if it cost me a couple days of bed rest. I loved every bit of it. @LeahDingus