Death Cab for Cutie, Explosions in the Sky, the Hold Steady, St. Vincent, Beach House, Friendly Fires, Wild Beasts, Warpaint, the Antlers, Weekend, Thee Oh Sees
October 16, 2011
Better than: The other typical yuppie Sunday activity — a day at Ikea.
The great thing about Treasure Island is that you don't miss a single act. The terrible thing about Treasure Island is that you don't miss a single act. The crowd yo-yos back and forth between the two stages, and if you're not so into a band, tough shit: there's not much else to do.
Also difficult: the first day of the Treasure Island Music Festival, which felt like a shitty college party: too drunk, too crowded, and too stupid. In contrast, the second day felt like a college quad: heavily stoned, a mass of people spread out on blankets, and carrying the strong whiff of pretentiousness.
I missed the opening band Thee Oh Sees, a reliably solid local act doing the kind of increasingly popular grungy, aggressive surf rock that San Francisco has become known for. Which is too bad, because I heard later that a mosh pit broke out — before 1 p.m.