CMF3: Music Editor’s Review, pt. 3

Crossroads Music Festival

Saturday, September 8 / Sunday, September 9

The Crossroads at Grinders, the Gorilla Theater, the Brick

Review & some crappy snapshots by Jason Harper

DAY TWO: night

I pussed out of most of Sunday. I admit it. I’d hit it so hard the day before that I didn’t arrive until, well … later. (Please, do go see AMP’s shots for more action from this day.) At least I didn’t come looking like a perp.

Now this, folks, is what we call a perp. See yesterday’s pt. 1 entry for the opening-day perpshot. It’s no surprise that both of these perps are in the morally dubious local act Bacon Shoe. You can usually spot a perp by his inappropriate shades. Perps commit crimes against the citizenry, usually while exhibiting outlandish behaviors — i.e., robbing a convenience store while dancing; shaking down a vending machine while f*cking. Their preferred substance: PCP. Their idol: Dennis Rodman. The presence of these perps and others (full disclosure: I’m a recovering perp) may have accounted for low festival attendance. But what ya gonna do? Don’t hate the perpetrator; hate the crime. Anyway, back to the bands…