Slackr

When the bars let out at 2 a.m., you’d best mind the drunk bitches, because they are everywhere. I thought there were a lot of drunk bitches in Brooklyn; I was wrong. We’re talking sprawled on the hoods of cars, puking in the gutter, skirts above their heads, shrieking, crying, hot messes wherever you are trying to walk. The guys weren’t much better, but I’m not as afraid for their safety. Seriously ladies of Austin/South by: take better care of yourselves. I worry.

— Hunter, reviewing SXSW Music ‘08 in Suicide Girls Music News