ARTIST: COACHELLA weekend 1
VENUE: Empire Polo Fields
DATE: Friday, April 12 – Sunday, April 14, 2013
DEPARTED THE SHOW FEELING: a lot of shit goes down over 10 years. I can’t wait to see what happens next.
WARNING: this review will be broken down in two parts.
1: a simple take on the artists I was able to catch. I’m not superwoman, I can’t see everything.
2: it was my 10th year attending the festival (I missed 2004, not by choice) so cut me a little slack, I’m going the introspective route for a hot minute.
Modest Mouse (Main Stage) – come on dude. This was your time, your comeback. Can you just lay off the booze for a sec?
Major Lazor (Mojave) – damn Gina! Was there anyone left in the Sahara tent? This shit was PACKED and going off. Kudos to the bootylicious chicks on-stage dancing their hearts out.
Allen Stone (Gobi) – the white Stevie Wonder. Stone had everyone in that tent praising the sky and sweating up a storm.
Hot Chip (Main Stage) – these amazing Brits turned the main stage into an all-out dance party. If we couldn’t get Daft Punk this year, at least Hot Chip did not disappoint.
Janelle Monáe (Gobi) – this chick worked the stage so hard her weave came undone. I’m not playing. That is when you know you’re working your shit out properly.
Rodriguez (Mojave) – kind of depressing but painfully beautiful at the same time. If you closed your eyes and listened, you could hear ‘what could have been’. But when your eyes were open, the hard road his life has taken was extremely evident on stage.
2 Chainz (Mojave) – white hipster girls “dancing” to 2 Chainz was the funniest and scariest thing I have ever seen. Ever.
La Roux (Mojave) – new songs are stellar. Dance moves remind me of something that went down at my Bat Mitzvah. Let’s just say it wasn’t cute.
Fashion trend: everyone keeps talking about the flower hat/wreath, whatever it’s called. But did no one notice the insane amount of ass cheeks hanging out of cut off jean shorts from 1992? Ew.
April 2003 I attended my very first Coachella. Over the course of 10 years the festival has transformed and grown to massive proportions.
I’ll admit- the last few years I’ve asked myself “why keep going?” Then there is that single breathtaking moment. Have you been to Coachella? If the answer is “YES!” then you absolutely know the moment I’m talking about. It’s ‘magic hour’ or when you’re rocking out to an artist you’ve never heard of. Maybe it’s the moment when when your feet hurt so badly that you don’t think you can continue on, but you’ll be pissed if you miss that Sonic Youth set.
It’s those beautiful moments that make the journey entirely worth it. Every. Single. Year.