We'll say this now about this past weekend's FYFest: even though we kinda wanted to hate on all the beard boys and mismatched chick cliques who played on stage, we didn't. Sonically, nearly every band we saw slayed it. Most were noisy yet catchy, completely unbridled and charismatic in spite of presentation.
And by presentation, we mean clothing and personal style– on performers and patrons alike. Not since the grunge era has looking clean and put together seemed such a crime. Did FYF stand for “Filthy Young Freaks” or “Fierce Young Femmes/Fellas”? Depends on who was doing the wearing and who was doing the looking.
We're actually starting to think pretty girls might look prettier when contrasted with bad 90's getups. And maybe handsome chaps do seem mysterious with don't-give-a-fuck hillbilly facial hair. Perhaps we're just getting desensitized to “the indie kid look,” but either way, Saturday, we shot what we think was nice cross-section of style, some of it Fugly, some of it pretty Fabulous. Which is which? You be the judge…
See more photos from FYF here and more Nightranger shots this Friday.
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