When I heard of "Fauxchella", I was sold. Coachella bands? Small venues? San Francisco? Yes, yes and yes.
The first night was Mayer Hawthorne and Passion Pit at the Warfield in the Civic Center. Wowsers. What a great show. The unfortunate thing we found out was that they seem to like to start shows pretty on time. I'm not used to that at all in LA. In fact, if you want to see a headliner and the show starts at 8, you might roll in around 10 and still be listening to opening acts. Not the case here. We got to the venue at maybe 9 and had already missed part or Mayer Hawthorne's set. Boo. Good thing I'd seen him in LA (Hermosa Beach of all places) last year. Passion Pit was off the hook. I was convinced the balcony was going to come down. Here's some pictures of the pretty lights!
The next night was The XX and Hot Chip at the Fox Theater in Oakland. Again, the show really started at 8. WTF? This scheduling is not made for people with jobs. Well, that is if you have to work past 5pm. There is no time for anything else. I couldn't really get any great pictures, as I felt the need to constantly hold my ground in the crowd, so you'll just have to imagine the beautiful theater.
Saturday was spent eating more at the farmers market, walking around by the Golden Gate Bridge, eating Bi-Rite ice cream and wondering how people can so blatantly smoke pot in public. I guess that's San Francisco. Oh, and dinner at Foreign Cinema? Awesome!
