It’s all we could do to crawl back to our humble workstations on Monday, reeking of cigarette smoke (yes, it’s still legal to smoke in clubs in Texas), ears ringing with the thunder of a thousand guitars. While we try to make heads or tails of what we saw, heard, loved, hated, or just plain forgot (ahem), check out photos from each day and night spent pounding the pavement on Austin’s infamous Sixth Street, in search of the perfect song. In summary: Punk rock is back! (And so are greasy, raggedy hairstyles. Whatever.) But the madness that is Austin never went away…
