Ah, so the updates of my activities last week are finally here. I'll have to show you some photos of my night as a sushi platter alongside the Yuppie Pricks. They performed on Wednesday, which used to be the crappy night to perform at SXSW, but now that it's so crowded and huge, there are a ton of showcases and plenty of attendees on the first night of the fest.

Here's me being prepared.

And here's Ty on the table over me.
Photos by Antastik

I arrived at Pyramids at 8, ready to glue on my pasties, pull on my thong and lie down on a table to be covered with bits of tuna roll. Before doing so, as I was smoking a cigarette with the chef, I asked Ty (the lead Prick), "Hey, will I be up there for your whole set?"
"Yes."
"Oh, ok," I said, and went to the bathroom one last time. We were preparing in the main downstairs room through which everyone had to pass to reach the outdoor stage. Here are several things I did not think about before taking this gig:

1. I would be lying down in a fixed position for 45 minutes.
2. Therefore, no peeing for 45 minutes.
3. Wasabi can burn the skin (apparently something the chef didn't know either. I am amazed at our stupidity).
4. There are bugs outside. Bugs that are attracted to food.
5. It can get cold lying on a table outside at night without clothes on.
6. Ty is a spastic frontman who is given to big, scary, flying leaps from the stage. Over me. Barely.

However, it was still an interesting experiment. One I'm not eager to repeat unless the price is right. It was a strangly erotic experience to lay there, helpless, with people plucking bits of food from my body, and to have a rock singer leap up and straddle me.

After all of this, I had to get dressed and go see the Dears, who Jason had raved about, at Buffalo Billiards. I was covered in crusty bits of sushi rice and had screaming red spots on my stomach where the wasabi had been.