17. ...and in the Garden of Good and Evil
How much time you spend on SXSW sideshows, the lounges, houses, residencies, and experiences, is a difficult decision. They're all over town. Some are good, some not so good, the best ones have queues and is it worth spending an hour of your precious SXSW time waiting to get in somewhere?
But one particular SXSW experience might have intrigued you when you very first arrived. An entire city block had been fenced and cloaked and hidden, with an elaborate archway entrance that read 'The Garden of Good and Evil.'
On the first night this was a final frantic bustle of arc lights and awnings, that somehow added to the intrigue. The next day you couldn't have avoided the oddball angels and demons wandering the streets, handing out bingo cards inviting you to the party. So if, two days later, you had joined the line to see Jody Foster too late and been dropped off the back, you might have decided you had an hour spare to have a look.
You would have found a bizarre park-like world of astroturf, flowers, and fake trees, one of them a huge oak with beer pumps embedded in its trunk, surrounded by bar men. There were gauzy pavilions providing barbecue and sushi, manicures and haircuts. High on a podium an unotherworldly DJ distributed tunes. They were countless innovative ways to take selfies, all with hashtags supplied. Everything was free, especially the puppies to play with, and when you left they gave you an umbrella.
The whole point of the extravaganza was to get you to watch 'Good Omens' on Amazon. Would you?
But one particular SXSW experience might have intrigued you when you very first arrived. An entire city block had been fenced and cloaked and hidden, with an elaborate archway entrance that read 'The Garden of Good and Evil.'
On the first night this was a final frantic bustle of arc lights and awnings, that somehow added to the intrigue. The next day you couldn't have avoided the oddball angels and demons wandering the streets, handing out bingo cards inviting you to the party. So if, two days later, you had joined the line to see Jody Foster too late and been dropped off the back, you might have decided you had an hour spare to have a look.
You would have found a bizarre park-like world of astroturf, flowers, and fake trees, one of them a huge oak with beer pumps embedded in its trunk, surrounded by bar men. There were gauzy pavilions providing barbecue and sushi, manicures and haircuts. High on a podium an unotherworldly DJ distributed tunes. They were countless innovative ways to take selfies, all with hashtags supplied. Everything was free, especially the puppies to play with, and when you left they gave you an umbrella.
The whole point of the extravaganza was to get you to watch 'Good Omens' on Amazon. Would you?
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