We went, we saw, we survived. Coachella 2006, alas, has come and gone. The experience was simultaneously exhausting and exhilarating. Above all, it was thoroughly memorable.
Sure, it got off to an inauspicious start when I got stuck on a conference call and missed my flight. But what's an adventure without an adventure? It all worked out anyhow. All I had to do was sit around for a couple of hours at the airport and catch a flight into LAX instead of SNA. Still managed to get in before In-N-Out closed for the night.
We got up the next day at a decent hour, scarfed down some yummy Taiwanese food, and then mozied on down to Indio. The temperature was a non-fatal 95 degrees. The sky was a non-imposing bed of blue. And the music -- ah, yes -- the music.
Awards for the Weekend
"Holy crap, I didn't expect to like that so much"
"Wow, I'm all happy now"
The Go! Team
"It'd be scary to see her when she's high"
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
"Man, what a time to be unattached"
Yeah Yeah Yeahs, performing Maps
"Damn, we got here too late"
"Buy some new equipment ya cheap bastards"
"Money well spent on the band-in-a-box"
"I think I hear animals dying"
"Maybe I'd like this better after inhaling a bit more second-hand pot"
"You lost me at hello"
She Wants Revenge
"You certainly still know how to pander"
"Hmm ... you're worth buying after all"
"Am I a closet Skynyrd fan?"
My Morning Jacket
"You should've made songs for Transformers"
"It's all good, but let's work a bit on the legato"
"Turn it up, please"
Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
"Please don't invite her again"