Donning a trademark jumpsuit and moon-man helmet, Cee-Lo Green of Gnarles Barkley emerged on stage at USC's Galen Center to the tune of a surging, epic, space-odyssey instrumental. Touting the merits of Danger Mouse, Feng Shui, and Crown Royal, our weeblesque hero warmed up the enthusiastic crowd with a string of pervasive, electro-rock/neo-soul, head boppers. Threatening that the party might get “off the chain” to a bunch of arty-indie-college-punks was certainly the booze talking,......

Last night, LAist decided that today was the day to do something only tourists do: go to a TV taping. And not just any taping — our destination was the Tonight Show. We don't particularly like Jay Leno, but it's something we've never done. So why not? OK, we had a reason: the Flaming Lips will be on. So we trucked out to Burbank and found the right gate and brazenly parked in the......

After a week in which LAist sat on a panel, enjoyed immensely the panels of others, partied with our publisher, our co-conspirator from the north and the brand new baby of the family, caught Asobi Seksu with Neal Pollack, and ate ourselves into oblivion, it is finally time for us to head home. But not without a little music first. An interview with Elvis Costello turned unexpectedly into an expose about "The Killer" Jerry......

Are we allowed to confess that while we are loving SXSW, we are a little homesick? Notebook Los Angeles talks about their weekend and, yeah, we didn't do any of that. We did have some quality sushi at the hotel restaurant, though. Who knew they could make good sushi in Austin, Texas? They informed us that the fish was procured daily. From where? How expensive must it be to get all that fresh fish......