The Paradox of Choice is an interesting argument, especially for one in the predicament that I find myself today. In fact, it’s the same quandry that has plagued much of the trip. There is so much choice and opportunity that surrounds this entire event that making decisions is not an easy feat (I’m sure Rob would agree…). Which acts to go see? What swag to purchase? Where to eat? What to wear? The list goes on.

Like my hesitations and long pauses while trying to spit out this post, it can stifle one to the point that no decision is made at all. I did well for the first three nights. But by last night, I was music-ed out and tired. The 12am time slot loomed and the several choices that I had sitting before me begged a definite decision. Which I finally made….my hotel bed won.

Here’s a run-through of the music I caught this week:

Wednesday – Band Marino, New Pornographers, Belle and Sebastian
Thursday – Lorrie Matheson, Elliot Brood, Persephone’s Bees, Magnet, Fiery Furnaces, Dresden Dolls, Mates of State
Friday – The Brakes, Billy Bragg, The Subways, Metric
Saturday – The Jessica Fletchers

I know I could have seen more, but overall I’m actually quite pleased with the above list. Last night was too much choice. I was tired of making all these decisions and my camera was tired of commemerating moments. I’d heard some new stuff, got to experience some of my most favorite sounds live and up close, and had a great time.

I’m going to have to start working on a couple of friends who won’t be working the tradeshow floor to come down here with me next year so I don’t die early like that again. Kelly? Allie? Court? Slava? Ang? Anyone interested?

Adam, you’re going to be here for sure – eleven days is just too long, my dear.

Well, my box o’ swag is packed and my camera is happily snoozing away in my bag. It’s time to go home, get some sleep and figure out what happens next.

Oh, and Kelly don’t worry – there are close to 25 CDs in my luggage for experiencing some new sounds that appeared at the show. Ah, music heaven.