May 08, 2004 10:50
Speaking of Coachella. Here’s our rundown of the “hot and sticky” event in case you didn’t go this year. Here goes: Sit in the car for three hours. Hot, sticky, sucks. Walk around in the desert heat. Hot, sticky, sucks. Walk around a bunch more. Pay ten bucks for shitty food. Listen to whack bands like Death Cab For Cutie bring their wussy suck. Pay two bucks for water. Hot, sticky, sucks. Pixies are good. Pay six bucks for a beer. Hot, sticky, sucks. Pay six bucks for a beer. Have to talk to some industry dork and inform him his bands suck. Pay six bucks for a beer. Hot, sticky, sucks. Radiohead is good, the spring break crowd acts like they just saw Jesus descend from heaven. What’s with all the jocks? Hot, sticky, sucks. Kraftwork was good. Hot, sticky, sucks. Kool Keith killed it. But no matter how you slice it, hip hop blows live. Even more so when you’re standing in desert. Hot, sticky, sucks. A ton of emo bands played and no one really rocked. Nick Zinner from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs got emo on guitar with Bright Eyes. Hot, sticky, sucks. The Cure were decent but we couldn’t get over the fact that they are recording their new record with the dude who invented Limp Bizkit, Rick Robinson… I mean Ross Rubin. Hot, sticky, sucks. Whoa, the VIP area is bigger than the audience. Hot, sticky, sucks. Man, we’re jaded.
they fucking crack me up.
oh man the Lollapalooza bill looks AWESOME!