by Gilbert Garcia and Jeremy Martin
Looking to throw up at a rock concert for a reason not related to alcohol? Look no further than the San Antonio Rock ‘n’ Roll Marathon which places bands sporadically throughout a 26-plus mile course. The marathon’s sold out, but for those of you running, we’d like to offer a short list of bands you won’t want to run past quite so quickly. Leave your iPod charging and jog to the beat of live music for a change. You can also rest easy knowing that if and when your heart explodes, several local and regional musicians will be on hand to see it happen. If you’re really lucky, Current videographer Jeff Turner will catch it on tape and you’ll live on in the hearts and minds of YouTubers everywhere in 15 minutes of posthumous fame. Rock ‘n’ roll baby!
Los #3 Dinners: Butthole Surfers singer Gibby Haynes doesn’t have a lot of good things to say about the early ‘80s San Antonio music scene that provided his band its earliest gigs, but he fondly remembers Los #2 Dinners. More than 25 years later, they’ve evolved into Los #3 Dinners, but they remain the quintessential SA rock band, with their tales of aimless late nights cruising the streets and seeking out drive-thru liquor stores. They’ll provide a perfect, late-stage (18.8 miles) adrenaline rush for runners when they pass by Mission Road and Espada Dam.
The Krayolas: Dave Marsh, Ben Fong-Torres, Alejandro Escovedo, and Steve Van Zandt can’t all be wrong. They’re all united in their appreciation for the Krayolas, power-pop teen heroes of the ‘70s who’ve re-emerged as mature, melodic, middle-aged rockers of the aughts. They’ll bring their chiming guitars and brotherly harmonies to the marathon finish line at the Alamodome’s Lot C.
Texas Renegades: You don’t win the 2008 Texas Music Award for Live Band of the Year without a pretty impressive live show, probably. To be honest I’m not entirely sure what the Texas Music Awards are, but it sounds pretty impressive, right? Texas Renegades also sound impressive, providing just the sort of frat-daddy county/western swing vibe you demand to two-step to after a brisk 12.6-mile jog. Listen for them at the corner of Bowie Street and Market, assuming you can hear anything above all that wheezing you’ll be doing.
Sons of Sancho: This inventive pop-rock foursome boasts a large catalog of quick, catchy, instantly accessible songs full of handclaps and hooks. Their diet punk-rock with a drop of reggae practically promises an enjoyable show, even after you’ve been running for 13 damn miles. Just remember that when you reach the intersection at Mission Road and Sayers you’re almost halfway done, and try to let the soothing sounds of the Sons distract you from the fact that we’re all slumped on the couch watching football and drinking beer.