
Secondly, musicians are some of the the most insufferable people on the planet. So watching the total self-indulgence and narcissism that borders on insanity? Beyond fantastic. And it's fun to feel like you're hanging out with the band for awhile. Like a groupie. Or a drummer.
I love rock documentaries (Rockumentaries? Rock docs?). All of them. Even if I don't like the band, even if I don't like the genre, there's still a good chance I'll watch it. Don't Look Back is amazing. Dig! is a fantastic mess. And Gimme Shelter? Required viewing, really.
So I have a massive hard on for the upcoming Echotone, a documentary on "live music capital of the world" Austin, Texas.
With its focus on the energy of a single happening city, it looks a bit like Hype!, the (awesome) 1996 doc about the Seattle grunge scene. But whereas that movie was more of a lesson in...uh...hype, it seems unlikely we'll be looking back on Echotone in fifteen years with awkward laughter. Of course that's what I said about my own mid-90's decision to wear shorts with longjohns. And my late 90's decision to attend raves. And then there's that guy I was with who played competitive handball.
So I know shit, basically.
Still, you need to look forward to it:
The First Echotone Teaser Trailer 1280x720 HD from echotonefilm on Vimeo.
And if you are anywhare near these places, take a peek
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