COACHELLA
The day was hot, well over 120 degrees, but the day was beautiful.
Hours into the show I was asked a numurous times about my yellow london "getta" doc's some guy took a picture of my boots for some magazine.
My freind rosana said i looked early 90"s grunge, I said she looked like a spycho dyke, but then i said just kidding.
I later ran into my dearest and great friend michelle it was kool to see her little face there. (though michelle, you told me your her was all blond!)
oh yes, while in line to enter the show some lady debated with me o how much robert smith was her's more than mine, i should have punched her.
I stupidly spent $50 on two rare t-shirts of radiohead and the cure, i felt i deserved to spoil myself like this since its been three years since buying a band t-shirt.
The emo kids there made me sick.
the neo aged punk kids there made me sick.
the damn poser goth kids there made me sick.
I wouldn't have minded many of these grouped children if they would have just went to the show in the sake of music and not unpopulare trends or fashion.
It was great, i began to cry when the cure played "always" and then "pictures of you" It was a beautiful night there was no shuving and no real bad interruption's its was pure
- De'void