Recently, a fellow bar patron and photographer friend of mine said on Facebook that photographers should follow the Prime Directive-- the guiding principle of Starfleet wherein one should not interfere with a developing civilization. I commented that as a writer, I'm more like Jim Kirk-- I break that notion all the time. I spent much of last week in Durham, North Carolina, for the first ever Art of Cool Festival. The intention was for me to "cover" the festival, but me being me, I embedded myself into every facet of it possible, hanging with various musicians, constructing and organizing and helping out wherever I could. While I did manage to see a great many shows and review them as a legitimate music journalist typically would, there was just so much more to say about last week -- the most rewarding, fulfilling week of my personal and professional life so far -- than show reviews can say. What follows is a collection of random thoughts about Durham, music festivals, journalism, Art of Cool (an organization that I have quite quickly learned to love like they're some of my best friends on earth), and any other random thoughts that have come to mind in the midst of being emotionally overwhelmed and deprived of sleep.
Last weekend, the first ever Art of Cool Festival took Durham, North Carolina, by storm (in addition to an actual storm), marking a first ever event of this kind in the city as well as a combination of artists so perfectly suited that many who performed and attended are downright demanding this festival returns next year. In the meantime while we at AoC take some time to crunch the numbers, tinker with upcoming plans, and sleep at long last, here's just an idea of some of the amazing sets last weekend held.