Phew
Just got back from the Rock & Roll Roadtrip to Coachella.
I’m pooped.
A cleanup of my pictures, some explanations, descriptions, etc. and a quest for additional music to add to my collection coming as soon as I get a breather.
In the meantime:
A rough collection of … oh shiste… a couple hundred pix my last 96 hours can be found by clicking here.
Some pix from Coachella that I was able to catch include the bands listed further down in this post and roughly in this order. With lots of bad, sweaty, unattractive, yet amusing photos in between.
I so fucking wish I’d been able to find my telephoto lense but was too much in a rush to track it down. Bummer that so many pix are fuzzy, but hey, the pix, my ringing ears, the sunburn, my memories, and my new Coachella Jacket-Poster-Teeshirt-MessangerBag-total-merch-junkie-shtuff is what I have to remember my manic music weekend by.
I nearly forgot to mention that I have a new freckle on my belly. One of several thousand new freckles that I acquired this past weekend. This special belly freckle I have named “Coachella 2004.”
Big thanks to my friends who came along for the Rock & Roll Roadtrip 2004. What a hoot:
For Coachella
Jon, Jason, Audrey, Heather, Jane, Annie & Paul with a lovely chance to meet up with TimO and WillO (not related, but hey,.. that’s pretty funny)
For the Roadtrip part
Xxxtine & Mou + Jon, Jason, Audrey, Heather, Jane
For the boujtastic and ultra swank hotel part
Everyone listed above minus Xxxtine & Mou who dissed us to go play socialites in Hollywood. No, seriously. I have pictures of discoballs. Big sculpture Mountain Ram discoballs. Not exactly what you’d expect to see at a 4.5 diamond hotel lobby. Oh…but these, these were designed by Cher. The people snorting cocaine in the hotel room next to me? Oh… well… no comment.
Bands that I got to check out and they’re roughly captured in this order in my pix.
Saturday
Erase Errata
Sahara Hotnights
The Stills
Beck (well the back of his head, anyways)
Death Cab for Cutie
Pixies
Radiohead
Phantom Planet
StereoLab
Radiohead
Electric Six
Kraftwerk
Phantom Planet
Sunday (Slept in)
The Killers
The Thrills
Belle and Sebastian
Mass Ensemble (an art production out of Chicago)
Dizzee Rascal
Adam Freeland
Air
Crystal Method
Flaming Lips
Basement Jaxx
The Cure
Le Tigre
Ash
It’s hard to get in a good shot when you’re shoved up against…oh… 50,000 other music fans in obscene weather.
I drank 6 bottles of water on Saturday and only peed twice. Sunday was slightly more managable by choosing to miss some bands and also missing the high points in the day’s heat wave.
After two days of that heat, I return to the bay area at a lovely temperate 79ish.
I feel like I need a sweater.
That’s fucked up, yo.
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