
Unfortunately, it's been pouring down rain all morning for the final day of the 'squatch. I've been hearing a lot of "TODAY WAS SUPPOSED TO BE NICE!" and the animal costumes have been toned down by like 75%, leaving us with a sea of Northface jackets and clear plastic rain ponchos. Since these rain outfits don't make for a very exciting fashion photoset, I chose one representative in the poncho crowd who was prancing away from the Dirty Projectors and towards the beer line. She had zazzed up her poncho outfit with a Chiquita banana-style turban hat, and was absolutely refusing to be bummed out by any amount of rain.
Name: Shae
From: Australia
Are you bummed on this rain?: "Fuck no! Are you kidding me?"
Most psyched to see: Alt J
Where'd you get that poncho?: "Somewhere in Ellensburg I think...wait, what is this for again? Will you email me this???"

Captain Smith from Vancouver, B.C.
Photographed at: the margarita and wine stand
Best thing he saw today: Dropkick Murphys

Neon People
Occupation: "we make coffee!"
Excited to see: Grimes, Postal Service and Primus 3D

Waldo Couple
Excited to see: Mumford and Sons

While scanning the festival grounds for interesting outfits, I spied a pack of music fans by a lemonade stand, sporting face paint and laughing loudly. I asked if I could take their picture and ask them a few questions. They said that I could, but only if they could get topless.
What's your name and where are you from?
Katie, Seattle.
Amanda, Vancouver.
Tree, Portland.
Jimmy, San Francisco.

How long have you known each other?
Katie: Years.
What's the best part about Sasquatch?
Amanda: Drugs.
Tree: Drugs.
Jimmy: The tits.
Amanda: Mm-hmm, the tits.
What's the worst part about Sasquatch?
Tree: Um, I'm Kesha!
Jimmy: Tame Impala going on an hour later than they were supposed to.
How high are you guys right now?
Amanda: (pointing at Tree) Look at her face.
Tree: Moderately buzzed.
Could you get higher?
Amanda: Always.
There's a new drug going around called Boat. Have you tried it?
Tree: No, eww! (Everybody laughs)
What drugs are you on?
Katie: I don't know.
Amanda: (redacted)
Tree: The same.
Jimmy: Keystone Light.
Is there was a drug called Lizard Lips, would you smoke it?
Tree: No.
Amanda: Yes.
Jimmy: If you gave it to me for free!
What have you guys got to lose?
Amanda: My life?
Tree (putting lip balm on my face): My baby that's growing in my belly.
What are you putting on my face?
Tree: It's mint.
Are you camping this weekend?
Amanda: Yes
Tree: Obviously, we're disgusting. Have you smelled me?

Where do you go to the bathroom?
Amanda: In the Honey Bucket.
Tree: On myself.
Jimmy: In the grass. Sometimes.
If you had to rate the Honey Bucket from one to 10, what would you give it?
Katie: One.
Tree: Ten.
Amanda: What's a Honey Bucket?
Jimmy: Ten! It's a ten!
If there was half an ounce of (redacted) buried at the bottom of a full Honey Bucket, would you swim down to get it?
Amanda: I'd swim all the way to the bottom. Somebody gave me (redacted) last night and it was amazing.
Would you kill a dozen babies to get (redacted)?
Amanda: YES.
Jimmy: Uh, I'd buy it first.
Tree: No, no. We'll buy it.
Katie: Are you selling some?
I have no other questions.
Amanda: Are you sure?
Tree: I guess we're taking our shirts off now.
You really don't have to.
Tree: No, we want to! (yelling) Who wants to see some tits?
Larka, Lea and Sonja
Most excited to see: Tame Impala.

Sadie
Got crazy yarn coat from: "Nasty Gal, where I get everything!"

Goldbeard The Wizard
Stoked to see: Chvrches
Fact: This is his third Sasquatch since coming home from Afganistan.

John
Got jammer onesie from: his mom.

Cheyanne and Adam
Here for: XX and the Postal Service. 8th Sasquatch in a row!
Occupation: waiting tables and making facial tissues for a living.

I have to thank Grant Brissey for inventing the FASHION TUNNEL™ tag last year, because 2013 Sasquatch is HOT FASHION CENTRAL! We're keeping a flower-headband tally (Josh Bis reported the premiere of the flower headband at Coachella, which seems to have replaced the bad-taste headdresses in festival fashion wear), but to tide you over, here are two of the best things we saw:



You will go to Graceland—located at 3734 Elvis Presley Blvd, Memphis, TN 38116—at some point. It's just a matter of time.
Do take:
Pills (uppers—there's a lot to see and do)
Weed (there's a jungle room and horses in the pasture)
Cocaine (A LOT TO SEE AND DO AND TALK)
Booze (but be careful chugging to much, you're not allowed to visit the bathroom upstairs because Elvis entered heaven through the toilet)
Nothing (Graceland is awesome on its own)
Do not take:
Mushrooms (again, jungle room and horses)
Acid (see previous)
Pills (downers—unless you really want to commune with Elvis)

More beautifully disturbing photos after the jump!
The talented Molly Bauer went to the Of Montreal last night and took some sweet photos for the Stranger! Below are her photos and a few observations from the night.

Of Montreal's show at Vera last night was excellent: infinitely more energetic and entertaining than opener Wild Moccasins. I thoroughly enjoyed their set list, even though I own none of their recent albums, and didn't actually recognize any of the songs. (I am now convinced I need to purchase everything I don't have).

Of Montreal had a nice flow between upbeat, funky dance songs to more relaxed, melodic pieces that sound as though they could be contemporaries of David Bowie's early work (I'm thinking of Hunky Dory era Bowie) Having never seen them live before, their psychedelic theatrics reminded me of a Flaming Lips concert (which I am using as a huge compliment). At one point Barnes road into the crowd atop a man-powered Cerberus—one of the most captivating parts of the show.
More photos after the jump!
ME TOO!!! Someone send me one of these! Or I guess I can just make one out of cardboard or a towel, but it wouldn't look as fucking ridiculous pro.

Regarding Sub Pop's Silver Jubilee (Megan posted the partial lineup this morning), here's a message from the elder statesmen of Sub Pop, filmed in beautiful, beautiful Georgetown.
My only goal for this summer is to somehow replicate this amazing looking party. Please let me know if anyone is in a Wham! cover band that can nail "Club Tropicana" while wearing board shorts and an open Hawaiian shirt. Do you think Q would be willing to rent out the space? I got five on it.
We'll also need tinsel palm trees, neon light shapes, a white baby grand piano, and really cool extras willing to act out all the song lyrics. Easy!

By the time the actual Grammys rolled around, I felt a little partied out from all the weird stuff happening that weekend (also, the Odd Future crew had been making a rowdy party music video in a room on our hotel floor until really late). The whole thing starts early, and it felt sillly getting sequined-up in the early afternoon.
The Grammys are held in the Staples Center, which feels like any sporting event stadium, except it's crawling with people in black-tie dress code standing next to corporate hamburger spots and nacho stands. But those places are closed and no actual food is available during the (REALLY, REALLY LONG) show and apparently people passing out is not all that uncommon. When I sat down in my plastic stadium chair, it crossed my mind that the invention of the clutch purse is a cruel joke... you can barely fit a phone in them! Worthless!

Important notes from the 2013 Grammys:
*Taylor Swift opened up the show with an elaborate all-white nightmare production of "We Are Never Getting Back Together," complete with dancing clowns. Meanwhile, her ex John Mayer was dressed like a game-show host in the audience with his new girlfriend Katy Perry.
*Katy Perry consoled those who didn't take home the best new artist award by saying, "Don't feel bad if you didn't win. I never won this and I have my own eyelash line. Take that, Bon Iver."
*There were 20 performances this year—a record number. I was kind of bummed the speeches didn't run longer though, I kind of like babblers.
*Boring tribute medleys happened every five minutes.
* Jack White brought both his female and male band for two songs and completely slayed. His losing album of the year to Mumford and Sons made me so angry that I started yelling at the guy next me like a crazy sports dude, "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? THIS IS TOTAL FUCKING BULLSHIT!" (But seriously, Mumford?! Clean out your ears, Academy.)
*During commercial breaks, everyone on stage kept commenting on what a great job the host LL Cool J was doing in this really paternal way, as if he were a small child we were supposed to be cheering on during a play.
*There were zero obligatory cheers when Chris Brown's nomination was listed off.
*The best new artist award went to the band Fun. who ruin spin class for me several times a month.
*Goyte won album of the year, and still looks like Gary from Partman Parthorse.
*The Black Keys (perhaps most famous in Seattle for their alleged TP-ing of Stranger writer Derek Erdman's house) partnered up for a performance with Dr. John and the Preservation Hall Jazz Band.
*Justin Bieber was rumored to have been conspicuously absent because he felt sad about not being nominated.
*Between the new dress code that basically only targets women from dressing too slutty, and Chris Brown being honored with performance spots last year, I'm hoping the 2014 Grammys don't include another surprise anti-feminist diss.
*All in all, every performance was a lot like watching the film Con Air... so much crazy action that you almost start get bored when the 15th climax point rolls around. It's the musical equivalent to an amazing motorcycle chase after a plane crash.
So, I'm at the 2013 Grammy Awards, mostly because my girlfriend manages a band that are doing super well and are up for two awards. I'm most excited for all the weird, non-televised awards: best Christian contemporary, best metal performance of the year (?!) and packaging. Also, I met a stylist for the band who informed me that CBS has issued a strict dress code that may very well ruin the Grammys for EVERYONE.
The ‘Standards and Practices Wardrobe Advisory’ to all attendees reads:
"Please be sure that buttocks and female breasts are adequately covered…thong type costumes are problematic. Please avoid exposing bare flesh under covers of the buttocks and buttock crack. Bare sides or under curvature of the breasts is also problematic. Please avoid sheer see-through clothing that could possibly expose female breast nipples.”
This announcement caused an uproar for attendees. ("What are any of us supposed to wear now if you are gonna BAN SIDE BOOBS?")
Other notes from day 1:
*Went to a "Friends and Family Party" at Lot 5 of Paramount Studios and saw Carly Rae Jepsen play two songs. She sounded amazing, but was unbelievably checked-out for her performance of "Call Me Maybe." She might as well have been brushing her teeth. I didn't recognize the second song.

Oh PLEASE. Michelle “not Beyonce” Williams is maybe trying to maybe not be a part of the much anticipated (right guys?) Destiny’s Child Super Bowl reunion performance that may or may not be happening.
Michelle, get it together. Literally everything in your personal life or career is less important! Plus, Puppy Bowl was a little lackluster last year (wake up, slobs!), so it would be nice to have a reason to eat a bag of chips at someone’s house on Sunday.
Also - I can't believe I forgot how incredible this music video for "Say My Name" was/is. The fashions! The hair! The moves! The dude accessories that match every room!
WHAM!'s "Last Christmas" video gives us George Michael at his personal best in the hair department—2:22 if you need proof.

Last night, the scene at the Ballard Fred Meyer was wild. There were so many things to buy, many at unbelievably low prices. I spotted this friendly guy in the back of the store and explained that I'd like to take his picture and then create a list of jokes about the Beastie Boys and grocery stores. What are good jokes about the Beastie Boys and grocery stores?
"Listen all y'all its a steak-kebab." - Pat Jandro
"You gotta fight for your right to party supplies!" - Austin Hall
"You gotta fight for your right to Parkay!" - Greg Franklin
"Produce clerk: Oh, you're looking for the kale? It's on the upper shelf to the left, just after you PASS THE MICrogreens." - Dashel Schueler
"Self Check Out Your Head." - M.l. Birdsall
"Why were the Beastie Boys excited about the lottery ticket giveaway at Fred Meyer?
Because they heard it was free to bet." - Levi Fuller
"What did the guy at the deli counter say to the customer? So Whatcha want?" - Derek Erdman
"Went to the store for the five piece chicken dinner, left with a bottle of Blue Nun instead." - Andrew Robbins
"Fred Meyer is too big - department store and grocery store in one? I prefer Paul's Boutique." - Dashel Schueler
"What did Ad Rock tell his dad after he bought liquor at Fred Meyer for the first time? 'Shake your rum, Pa!'" - Levi Fuller
"Hey Beastie Boys, what do you need to buy at Fred Meyer? We just need three items then we're on the go: Glad Wrap, meat snack, oregano." - Jeff Kirby
"Licensed to grill." - Emily Nokes
I'll admit to not being a fan of Sublime and not knowing much at all about their music. This friendly chap in a Sublime shirt agreed to let me take his picture at the U-District Petco when I told him that I like to take photos of people in band shirts at businesses and then make jokes that relate the band and the business (see here and here).

He and his friend both seemed a little confused, which is understandable. Regardless, here's the official Sublime pet store joke list:
"What did the customer reply when asked what kind of animal food he was shopping for? An iguana, is what I got."
"Why was the Rasta parrot owner denied a Petco credit card? Because Petco knows that Jah Won't Pay the Bills."
"Why did Bradley Nowell come back from the dead to go to Petco? Because Lou Dog was hungry, duh!"
Are there more Sublime pet shop jokes? There must be more.