According to my highly scientific foodie analysis of musicians and their fans, the most rock ‘n’ roll breakfast of them all is the breakfast burrito. Ah yes, the breakfast burrito contains everything one needs to soak up the rather unwholesome remnants of last night’s excesses.

(Conversely, urbandictionary.com cites the definition of a rock ‘n’ roll breakfast as “when beer is substituted for milk in preparation of a bowl of cereal”–quite probable in Austin).

In its platonic form, the breakfast burrito is a honkin’ round of flour tortilla, warmed and browned on a buttered griddle and packed to bustin’ with all manners of protein-infused, cheap and filling ingredients like eggs, chorizo, cheddar cheese, beans, queso fresco, avocados, ham products and fried potatoes with luscious centers the texture of your momma’s cold cream. Not to mention the invigorating toppings like spicy salsa, cilantro, garlicky guacamole or a soothing shot of sour cream.

For SXSW, the always timely New York Times busted out with a guide to finding the perfect breakfast burrito in Austin. Behold the beauty:

PORFIRIO’S A variety of breakfast tacos, from carne guisada to potato, egg and bacon. 1512 Holly Street (Comal Street), (512) 476-5030.

TACODELI Try El Popeye— spinach and scrambled eggs with crumbled queso fresco. 1500 Spyglass Drive (Barton Skyway), (512) 732-0303, tacodeli.com.

TAMALE HOUSE The owner, Robert Vasquez, talks about the taco wars, when the price went down to 35 cents. 5003 Airport Boulevard (East 50th Street), (512) 453-9842.

TAQUERIA LA FLOR This trailer sells puffy potato tacos. 4901 South First Street (Heartwood Drive.)

TORCHY’S TACOS At five locations, Torchy’s sells tacos with eggs, guacamole, fried poblanos, carrots and poblano ranch sauce, among other styles. 1311 South First Street (Elizabeth Street ), (512) 366-0537, and four other locations, torchystacos.com.

Like everything else, the techies have a head start at SXSW. Today marks the beginning of SXSW Interactive, where companies gather to hash out emerging technology, websites, video games and cool new start-ups. (And we do mean hash–why, there are session-specific hashtags, of course).

We’re testing out the ways to engage more with video technology alongside other proud geeks who are also thinking ahead. There are keynote speeches, panel discussions, a trade show, an arcade to kill some serious time in and the annual Webby Awards (we’re a former finalist!).

And since our business is music and technology, one of our stops during the upcoming week will be at SoundCtrl’s FlashFwd event next Tuesday. RSVP at http://flashfwd.eventbrite.com

Before your inbox explodes with an overwhelming amount of party RSVPs (and let’s keep in mind that’s a great problem to have), we’re offering a roundup of SXSW highlights. It might help you keep your head on straight when you’ve had a few too many Lone Stars.

While everyone is seemingly focused on indie bands taking over the fest, Limewire highlights some of the best metal shows and best hip-hop shows. The metal side includes Fucked Up, Black Angels, Iron Age, Goat Whore, Defeater, and the hip-hop side counts Pharoahe Monche, Bun-B, 88 Keys, Black Milk, Killer Mike and B-Real of Cypress Hill as must-sees.

NPR offers a wide cross-section of artists to check out, including Best Coast, The Lovely Eggs, Mini Mansions, Camisama, Black Cobra, Rye Rye and Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings, who are playing NPR’s showcase. They also have some required listening in the form of a free SXSW sampler.

And you’re missing out if you miss checking out some Latin music. Guanabee has a great preview of the best Latin artists playing, including Maneja Beto, Maluca, Maldita Vecinidad, The Texas Tornados, Funky C and many more.

SPIN is also offering a free sampler including The Constellations, Freelance Whales, Yela Wolf, Free Energy, Surfer Blood, Oh No Ono and Foxy Shazam, who are playing their party.

We’ll be reporting from SXSW and bringing you recaps of the best shows and parties. See you there!

The first round of bands scheduled to play SXSW next year includes Deer Tick, The Uglysuit, Princeton, Nicole Atkins and The Black Sea, Frightened Rabbit, Miles Benjamin Anthony Robinson, Psalm One, Japandroids, The Pack A.D., 9th Wonder and nearly 200 more. The fest goes down March 17-21, 2010 in Austin, TX. If you’re into the film or interactive worlds, both of those parts of the festival kick off March 12.

Alongside hundreds of performances and parties, those trekking down to the Lone Star state can also catch panels, films, mentoring sessions and some of the coolest poster art ever made. Smokey Robinson is the keynote speaker.

It’s never too early to get excited. The Duke Spirit are.

Admit it. You watch TV. Even if it’s online, you know you’ve caught clips of the shows everyone’s talking about. Whether you tuned into the Emmys, caught season premieres of “The Office” or “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia,” or Googled Kanye’s little outburst at the VMAs, fall is a busy time for the small screen.

In honor of the couch potato, we’re rounding up the best of television in this installment of Six Degrees. This feature is inspired by none other than Mr. Kevin Bacon. You know the game–it’s a small world and we’re all somehow related. This theory applies to the music scene as well, no matter what you listen to, where you hang or who you know. We’re just showing you the connections.

6. The Mighty Boosh kick things off because 1). They have their own television show and 2). They’re awesome. See Exhibit A:

5. Alison Mosshart of The Kills made an appearance on the 2008 BBC documentary “The Mighty Boosh: A Journey Through Time and Space.” But there’s another show she can’t get enough of.

4. The Kills are labelmates with Mystery Jets on the London-based Rough Trade. They dig “Entourage.”

(MORE MUSIC FOR THE COUCH POTATO)

I’ve got my space suit. Are you zipped in? It’s time to blast off with Flashion Forward, a new UI feature in which we endeavor to explore the ever-expanding universe of sonic style. Each week, we’ll pluck a recently added interview from our warehouse of current clips and try to read between the artist’s sartorial lines. Today, we’re exploring Metric’s closet of tricks.

Metric = the music industry’s wet dream. Their sound is equal parts Yeah Yeah Yeahs (they used to room together in Billyburg), The Breeders, Debbie Harry and Liz Phair. It’s totally stadium ready, yet has also managed to inspire cultish devotion in the most cynical hipster’s crinkled little soul; they seem like people you’d want to drink a Pabst or 22 with and they look like they just walked away from a photo shoot with Bust Magazine. (Except no stylist could possibly manage to mimic their spot-on blend of fashion-forward retro, with a little sexy chic, some Austin-Brooklyn flavor and wind-ruffled charm).

Their name, nerdily evoking visions of math class, is also apropos: when it’s time to play, Metric sounds like a well-oiled, European machine fronted by the ineffable Emily Haines. She looks and sounds like the gorgeous love-child of an old-school Hollywood glamor girl who drinks her whiskey straight and a pragmatic French philosopher who enjoys going for bracing 15-mile runs uphill while dictating his latest tract into a tape recorder.

The industry luuurves Metric. But how does Metric feel about the industry? Let’s just say the luuurve may be partially unrequited (though they’re definitely crushing). Check out their savvy assessment of SXSW versus Coachella.

March was a mad, mad month in all of its sweat-soaked, cuckoo competitive, my-dick-is-bigger-than-yours glory–and no, the madness to which we’re referring does not involve that whole college basketball playoff thing. It’s SXSW mania, bitches! The 23-year-old Austin festival has ripened from a wee little anonymous Texas toddler to a full-grown star in the pop-cultural firmament whose sultry glory and ever-extending influence can only be ignored by card-carrying members of the AARP.

But like the best celebrities, SXSW seems impervious to all of the attention, and has managed to maintain the spirit of a cool little indie fest, while simultaneously attracting every expense-account touting suit in the industry, tout le musical monde spanning every conceivable genre (everyone from Metallica to Erykah Badu to Micachu and the Shapes staged a show) and, of course, thousands of rabid fans.

The lovely economic slump we’re ensconced in and the general “Uh-oh WTF is going on now that the Internets are here?” vibe the industry’s been dealing with left the artists and fans as ready to chillax as the party’s hosts.

Below, five clips of artists dispensing tips to achieve tranquility now (no prescriptions or dudes who know dudes who can get you this stuff required).

5. Amazing Baby: Just Cinch It

Unlike, say, Vanilla Ice, The Goo Goo Dolls or Hootie and the Blowfish, folktronica punkers Amazing Baby actually deliver what they’re nominally sellin’. Lush, epic, hybridized and glamorama without needing eyeliner, Amazing Baby dishes out the kind of incandescent tunes that would make any momma proud.

And they’re all about the ladies–in a totally non-creepy way–which is something a gal likes to see. Let’s hire some fancy scientists to analyze the substance in those little bottles they’re drinking, because I can’t remember the last time I saw, heard about, read about or even dared to imagine five hot young men–accomplished artistes who live in Brooklyn, no less–sensitively discussing the importance of comfort for recently pregnant women.

Their sage advice? “Get a belt and cinch it.” It being a mumu, caftan, smock or adult onesie. After all, it’s what Santa wears. Check out their wisdom, prudence and panache below.

4. Thunderheist: Mom Boobs

Dance-rap funsters Thunderheist stormed SXSW with their infectious, sexy, electro-disco-drama and wicked funk stiletto-tapping beats. On their MySpace page the duo claims their influences include Red Bull vodka, French boys, dirty dirty synths and Asian chicks…with bangs! And you can totally hear it in their joyful sonic exploitation of good old fashioned hedonistic fun.

Despite their laissez-faire approach to life and love, they have their limits, dammit! And as self-proclaimed professional thunder-stealers, I’m guessing they’re a force to be reckoned with. I pity the fool who–uninvited–unveils her boobies in front of these two. Check out the two kicking back, soaking up some Austin sun and laying down some ground rules re: mom boobage.

(READ ALL ABOUT CHILLAXING AT SXSW HERE)