off to portland, or

top down view of several items from my day bag

I’m heading to Portland, OR tomorrow for what looks to be the last ever XOXO Fest. I’ve attended a couple XOXO Fests in years past and played guitar for Marian Call at the third-annual event in 2014.

XOXO started in 2012 with—in extremely 2012 fashion—a Kickstarter campaign and always struck me as a well-intentioned attempt to foster the better aspects of in-person conventions while getting a bunch of Very Online creative folks together.

It’s far from the first event of its type but for the first couple years it had a very open “this was dope but idk if we’ll do it again” vibe and then pandemy put a hard pause on things. The organizers experimented with formats and, in my limited experience, I definitely preferred the small venue, intimate years to the Big Stadium ones.

In 2014, XOXO was split between a couple small venues all within walking distance. It gave the whole event a campus-like atmosphere where you’d run into people on the sidewalk and get to see folks a few times over the course of the weekend. It was pretty neat bumping into and chatting with people who made cool/weird shit online.

Apparently, Adventure Time creator Pendleton Ward was in attendance that year, which I only found out because strangers came up to my be-flanneled, hirsute self and asked “Hey, are you Pen Ward?” no fewer than five separate times by the time I got on stage to play the final night.

On that last night of the show, a few of the live podcast performances I wanted to catch bumped up next to our set, leading to me booking it to catch a live recording of Harmontown (it was 2014). Somehow, I got called up onstage, talked about some vulnerable shit, got Kelly McGillis hugged by the guy who made Community and played D&D for the first time in my life. Pretty wild night.

me on stage at a live Harmontown recording at XOXO 2014
2014 me was losing my mind and I had just gotten off stage and still had some show adrenaline.

After that fever dream ended, I remember drinking Exactly One Beer and rushing back to the other venue to grab my guitar. As I was loading gear into our car, I spotted a near-doppelgänger crossing the street in my direction.

Two beards, two flannels, one chance encounter.

He was very gracious about getting a pic so folks could tell us apart better. Though that still didn’t stop me from getting mistaken for him at another convention less than a year later

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Look forward to Portland/XOXO pics. Bringing the X-E3 and the 35mm f2 for portability.