Wasted
Coachella was in-freakin-credible. Jason sucessfully sold me on that emo crap and my faith is renewed in Indie-Rock.
I’m way, way too drained to post extensively about it yet, but suffice it to say, I stood in the presence of The Pixies, The Cure, Radiohead, the Flaming (Kerry ad) Lips, and Beck. I will be forever changed.
More substantial reporting to follow as soon as I recover from a weekend that felt like hell but sounded like Heaven.
May 4th, 2004 at 9:26 pm
Welcome back, my friend. Glad to hear you feel like crap. Hope it has nothing to do with contraband whiskey.
May 5th, 2004 at 6:56 am
Was there any McDonald’s near by? Or was it a mello concert in terms of gang activity?
Oh wait I thought this was Ja-Rule(WHo by chance owns 2 McDonald’s). I hope it was fun.
Gil
May 5th, 2004 at 12:26 pm
no, jerz- it was the heat. it was very hot.
and no gang activity either, gil. it’s an indie rock festival. the gangs would have to be wafer-thin white guys who dress like they just walked out of a happy days episode.