ROKY ERICKSONA pirate flag flew a few feet behind us at Roky Erickson's show at the Austin City Limits Music Festival Saturday night. To our side, a smiley-face balloon bounced above the heads of a young family. Strangely, both seemed appropriate.
Erickson, the man who invented psychedelic rock as a teenager, a man who's battled schizophrenia and more personal demons than we can imagine, has a dark side. His songs are inhabited by two-headed dogs, demons and creatures from the deep. In fact, a friend told me he once heard a kid at a Roky Erickson show say Roky makes Ozzy Osbourne seem like a choir boy.
Saturday night, Roky and his band, The Explosives, ripped through songs such as "Two-headed Dog," Creature With the Atom Brain" and Bloody Hammer" like they were out to plunder the crowd. They were wicked. But after every song, Roky thanked the crowd like no one you've ever heard. He even good-naturedly dodged a beach ball that bounced onto the stage. I don't think I've ever seen someone so grateful for the opportunity to perform.
In many ways, I thought Erickson's concert Saturday was even better than his show at
ACL in 2005 ... and I thought that show, Roky's return to the stage after years living in mental institutions and in poverty, was one of the best concerts I'd ever seen.
This year, Roky seemed stronger, more sure of himself. That certainly showed in his guitar playing. He took the lead on portions of "The Beast," which he infused with stinging blues guitar licks, and he played some real blues on a cover of Bo Diddley's "Before You Accuse Me." As one of my friends said, the song takes on a whole new meaning when Roky sings it.
Roky closed his set with "You're Gonna Miss Me," a song he first recorded with The 13th Floor Elevators in the mid-'60s. He sounded just as strong as he had when he was a kid reshaping rock 'n' roll.
With apologies to Robert Plant, who was performing with Alison Krause a couple stages over, Roky Erickson was the best rocker at ACL this year. There shouldn't even be a question about that.
SHARON JONES AND THE DAP-KINGSI've never disliked The Fratellis, but I now hate the band for going over their allotted time at the ACL Fest. They stole five minutes with Sharon Jones from me.
Jones, a former prison guard who's now one of the greatest soul singers in the world, seduced the crowd with songs of love, betrayal and slavery. She certainly won the hearts of a couple of middle-aged fat guys she brought on stage to dance and romance. I haven't craved the spotlight since I was a 5-year-old ham, but I'd have sold my soul to the devil to be one of those guys dancing with Sharon Jones for five minutes on Saturday.
Jones dances like no one you've ever seen. At one point, she kicked off her heels, took off her earrings and started stomping around the stage as the Dap-Kings serenaded her with some Stax-style funk.
Her real inspiration, I think, must be James Brown. She infuses her songs with the same kind of energy that the Godfather of Soul always brought to his shows. You could hear it as her big voice blew across the massive crowd when she sang "100 Days, 100 Nights." She even closed the show with one of his songs, "It's a Man's Man's World." Jones killed it and I, for one, am in love.
NACHITO HERRERA ALL-STARSNachito Herrera and his orchestra got the whole WAMU tent dancing with their Cuban rhythms. I felt almost as if I were in a New York City Club in the '40s listening to the mambo of Tito Puente or Machito. The crowd even got a free dance lesson.
My first order of business when I get to the festival today will be to buy one of Herrera's CDs.
OTHER HIGHLIGHTS• Austin's Bavu Blakes' rap, backed by some good Texas funk, provided a jump-start to my day.
• Big Joe Lewis and the Honeybears infused their soul with some funk, blues and rock. Very cool.
• Eli "Paperboy" Reed and the True Loves. I had high expectations for this set of soul and Reed delivered.
• Les Frères Guissé. I caught just one of the group from Senegal's tunes but it was rousing.
• Conor Oberst and the Mystic Valley Band. I could have listened to Oberst sing all night, but I had to leave after four or five songs to stake a spot for Roky Erickson's show. I'm delighted to have heard him, though.