Hopefulness and biscuits with gravy fill my body. It’s a change from my negative nancyness, which came with me when I left ABQ Wednesday Coachella bound. It’s not my fault. The feelings I mean. I’m uncomfortable with nearly everything that’s happening in ABQ . My friends here gave me faith, and good hangs. It’s good to have Jesse Bustoses, Bobby Soups, Danny Huttos, Chris Freemans, Ryan “the horn” Kuppos, and various others.
I hung with Blake and Zach from The Balcony Scene. It was fun. I sucked at Smash Bros. At about 1:30 a.m. Miranda Sauce and Harrison and… a friend picked me up in Las Cruses. We drove for like hours over night. I taught them the game. The one where you guess what food i’m thinking of. Sweetest game ever.
I arrived in Indio, CA, and was able to freshen up. I went to check in, and instead of my field pass i got two tickets. I wasn’t allowed to keep them, but I dreamed of selling them for 750 a piece to anyone desperate enough to pay it.
Overall it was fun. I saw Mute Math, Grizzly Bear, the XX, Faith No More, Pavement, Sunny Day Realestate, Jay-Z, Gorillas, Dillinger Escape Plan, Coheed, Steel Train, Tiesto, and some randoms.
I missed Phoenix, Devo, and Imogen Heap :( .
Coachella was something I’ve never experienced. It had a woodstock vibe—all that love and shit. No hate, or at least not enough. Everyone had this positive vibe, and I wasn’t liking it. When it was all over with I felt good. The love didn’t suck—it wasn’t what i wanted at that particular point in time.
I want to thank Coachella for paying off my credit card.
“Your gay is cool, that guy’s sucks.”
“All you do is talk about that fucking Volcano.”
“Wait. It’s the deluxe edition with 20 tracks.”
I’m in the process of finishing the www.bikenm.org Web site, and branding project. It’s pretty tight. Being a Web developer is hard. I’m not one, but I play one in real life. I’ll post stuff once it is done.
The new Against Me. Holy shit. Sing-a-longs whenever you want. I’m there.
Got the new Deftones. It appeals.
Misery.
