As if one three day weekend of epic music madness wasn’t enough, I signed up to catch Spector and Housse de Racket at Rickshaw Stop last night for some weekday fun…
Dressed in a black unitard with chiffon wings, dancing barefoot around the entire stage, with her burning red hair, I swear, Florence is the goddess of music…
Girl Talk definitely knows how to party, more than anyone else at Coachella, I swear. Balloons, balls, confetti, oddly shaped inflatable things, and nonstop dancing, onstage and off…like nonstop, amazing…
Miike Snow! So good in person. Holy awesomeness. A few times I had to ask if they were in fact singing live – they were so on point. Especially when Lykke Li made a surprise guest appearance during Black Tin Box..
I’ve always said I’d rather see Bon Iver in a more intimate setting, small stage, small crowd, etc. However, thanks to Coachella, I know realize that his voice was made for music festivals…
If I could choose one place to stay for the rest of my life, it would have been sitting in the grass listening to Jeff Mangum. I said before that I was hoping he would play all the classic Neutral Milk Hotel songs, and he did exactly that, making every single NMH dream come true…