coachella checklist

cCoachella is approaching at light speed and thank fucking god about that, honestly. It's only 2 weeks into the new quarter and I can already feel my sanity / motivation spiraling downwards. 

Anyway, I figured I ought to comprise a checklist of shit not to forget whilst I lose 5 pounds from sweating off the countless bottles of water I consume.

COACHELLA 2008 CHECKLIST:

1) 100 dollars for water, which is 4 dollars a bottle. So, if Coachella is 3 days long, waterbottles cost 4 dollars, and you have 100 dollars set aside solely for purchasing h2o, the age old question is introduced:

HOW MANY BOTTLES OF WATER WILL YOU BUY?

100 ÷ 3 = 33 dollars per day. 

33 ÷ 4 = 8 bottles of water per day.

8 bottles of water per day = inarguable trips to the porta potties. love.

2) My shitty ass digital camera. It's tiny, light, and already in crap condition which gives me the freedom to either drop it or lose it, either of which is inevitable and will eventually result in me purchasing a new camera.

3) Good friends. everybody knows that if you have to watch Animal Collective because a certain somebody enjoys "music" comprised of a bunch of crap sounds and high pitched noises, you might as well adore the person forcing you into the situation in the first place.

4) Your favorite Radiohead t-shirt. Oh wait. Radiohead isn't headlining...

5) Clothes that breathe freely, allow movement, and will not show sweat stains. Sundresses, thrift store tanks, booty shorts, swimsuits. Little tiny pieces of clothing aren't skanky, but practical.

It's the hottest, dirtiest, most exhausting weekend of the year, assholes. Style means nothing. Long live the music.

6) Tolerable mix CDs, jerky, cigs, and boxed Franzia for the drives there and back from the hotel every morning and night.

7) Sunscreen with SPFS you've never heard of and desert proof headgear (ie: hats, scarves, bandanas, sweatrags, what have you)... Skin cancer and wrinkles are so not ever going to be in style. 

8) Sunglasses in every shape, size, and color. Possibly the only fashion statement one is able to make in such conditions. Will protect your eyes during peak hours of the day, mask a bit of the haggardness that is your face, and make you look extremely cool when the sun goes down. Right?

9) Cell phones. No matter how fucking badly it is going to suck when a punkass ringtone interrupts The Bird and the Bee, you gotta keep connections. Lost in the midst of mass hysteria = not seeing your ride again for the rest of the weekend. Mute them, but keep them close.

10) Positivity. Duh. This is the best and most expensive weekend of the year 2008, and you are going to enjoy every goddamn second of it.

I will see you lovlies there.

I want to dance with all of you. I want you to step on my feet in attempts to get a better view of Prince on Saturday night. I want to use the porta-potties, spend 2 hours trying to get back to the hotel, pass out from heat exhaustion. I want to finally be admitted into the 21 and over beer gardens during off time. I want to see fucking Vampire Weekend, so sue me. I want to meet the uber-trendy unknown DJ.

But most of all, I want to stand next to my beautiful friends in the 100 degree weather, covered in sweat and drinking ridiculously overpriced water, listening to the bands that really have, throughout the past years, turned the world in which we live into a tolerable, even beautiful, place.

More lineup info coming soon, probably. I'm going to tell you the top bands and stages to be at, and you are going to be there.

Love, love love.