Acts We'd Love to See Play Free Press Summer Fest 2015
This one's pretty self-explanatory. He fits the general aesthetic of the festival, and would be the perfect-sized headliner. That, and his unmatched catalog would make for the perfect quirky evening of tunes. JIM BRICKER
One of my favorite parts of Jack White's set this year was simply watching him play guitar. Obviously, he shreds, but while watching him I realized how seldom I get to see a guitarist just working his instrument anymore. While certainly more acoustic and bluesy, the British-born Bugg is a sign that good guitar is making a comeback. SELENA DIERINGER
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Yeah, Disclosure is a personal favorite, but because they make better EDM than most of their compatriots. That sort of music will likely continue dominating festivals for a few more years, and as long as it does, I'd love to see an act that has proven to put on an amazing show. Disclosure does not disappoint. SELENA DIERINGER
It seems like Pegstar and Dr. Dog get along quite well, so it's actually odd we haven't seen the Philadelphia indie-rockers on a FPSF stage. Next year will hopefully be their time. JIM BRICKER
FAITH NO MORE
I'm still holding out hope for Faith No More. That's a bucket-list band that hasn't been anywhere near Houston in a whole lot of years. They've been playing European festivals by the scads of late, probably just to be cocky pricks. I get that Gdynia, Poland, probably has much nice weather than we do this time of year, but I need to hear "Last Cup of Sorrow" live before I die, and I don't want to have to deal with going to the passport place to do it. NATHAN SMITH
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Sadly, I missed HAIM when they rolled into our fair city this past April. I'm sure the show at House of Blues was great [it was - ed.], but something about this sisterly trio's sound seems custon-made for a festival stage. With powerful yet ethereal vocal harmonies and Eagles-esque guitars, HAIM could get the FPSF crowd to sing and dance and keep the positive vibes flowing. SELENA DIERINGER
We like to dance; that was proven all weekend on the Mercury and Saturn stages. Hot Chip will definitely make you shake your ass. JIM BRICKER
Or any classic hip-hop group, for that matter: Nas, De La Soul, Arrested Development, Blackalicious, A Tribe Called Quest, Mos Def, Slick Rick, Run-DMC, Public Enemy, KRS-One, Digable Planets, Too Short... JIM BRICKER
If you don't know Erik Petersen's band, all the better -- FPSF can do that thing it excels at by booking interesting and worthy talent that is off the grid for many. This month alone, Fitzgerald's is hosting Andrew Jackson Jihad and The Mountain Goats, who are Petersen's contemporaries. So the fest organizers know his ilk of music, if not him.
The lyrics are impressive and provocative and delivered the old-fashioned way, with guitars and passionate vocals. A little Mischief Brew would really cleanse the palette from swallowing so much EDM this year. JESSE SENDEJAS JR.
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Liz Phair is the only blonde I've paid much attention to since my second-grade crush, Connie Fikac. It's been more than 40 years since I last saw Connie; but I've never seen Liz live. I've wanted to, but it seems she just never made it this far south very often. Why Can't I hear "Polyester Bride" live? That would be Mesmerising. See what I did there, Liz fans?
With so many strong indie women on the scene, particularly in Houston, the time seems right to recognize her legacy with a festival date. People would be interested. If Veruca Salt can do a reunion run, then Liz at least should get booked for FPSF's Neptune stage. JESSE SENDEJAS JR.
They are long overdue for a show in Houston (15 years overdue), so there return to our fair town raging a three-hour set on the Mars Stage with a downtown-Houston backdrop would be perfect. While that might draw a few more people than Summer Fest can handle, it would be an amazing feat if they could pull it off. JIM BRICKER
I'd pretty much die if Prince ever played FPSF. I literally have nothing more to say about this. The end. SELENA DIERINGER
RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE
Picture this: it's Saturday night at FPSF '15, about 102 degrees on the pavement and you're greased on $80 worth of vendor beer (roughly an 18-pack). Nothing against Vampire Weekend; they were quite lovely. But this ain't no sleepy SoCal valley. We need a grittier Saturday-night headliner.
If I'm going to rage, I want Rage to set the tone. I want Tom Morello's guitar shrieking like the sirens of the police car I'll hijack once we pour into the city streets. I want Zack yelling like the attorney I'm gonna need after the mayhem. JESSE SENDEJAS JR.
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