We crowded into the Cedar Street Courtyard Friday afternoon to see Dr. Dog, a band that was generating some serious buzz at South by Southwest. Their songs started off interesting, but then took weird turns into 70s jam-band-land. I felt eh about them and decided maybe this was a band for dudes, not for me. Another band in that showcase called the Local Natives was better. I really liked their catchy rhythms, but I’m still deciding how I feel about their Fleet-Foxes-style harmonies. After a nap, we went to see Man or Astro-Man? in a hay-strewn lot on the other side of the freeway. (If one wanted to design a SXSW schedule based solely on rocket-science-themed bands, that would be totally possible. Consider: We Were Promised Jetpacks, The Asteroids Galaxy Tour, etc.) MOAM? had a cool Buck-Rogers-meets-Wipeout vibe, but I wished more of their songs had vocals. Still, props for the guy in an astronaut suit playing a theremin. At 11 p.m., we were excited to see Halos, a band Bryan worked with, at Shiner’s Saloon. But the other band sharing the set with them played too many songs and the management cut Halos off after two numbers. We went home hoping for a better Saturday.