Dancin' my ginger ass off!
I spoiled my dinner Friday night, according to friends. For the record, I drank a yellow 32-oz Gatorade, a monster bag of pepperoni-flavored Combos, and a slightly more petite bag of Welch’s grape snacks.
How did I spoil this, um, dinner, you ask.
I watched the first night of Coachella 2012 on YouTube via webcast. I am attending the mega festival’s second weekend with my boo, Kerry. That did not stop me from vegging out on the webcast. It was both enjoyable and a learning exercise to better decide who to see on the festival’s first day.
Here’s what I learned from watching Coachella’s Friday webcast. I did not watch either Saturday or Sunday. Kerry convinced me to not spoil my dinner any further.
Bon Iver at Edgefield
The sun is shining in Portland today. The high is supposed to reach 64. Spring is here, perhaps? Nah. I am not buying it.
In two weeks, I will be jettisoned into summer. The highs in Indio, Calif., on the second weekend of Coachella are forecasted at 97, 97, and, you guessed it, 97.
Water and sun block will compete to be my new best friends.
Below are 13 bands I am looking forward to on Coachella’s middle day. Of the bands/artists I listed, I’ve already seen Bon Iver, the Shins, tUnE-yArDs, and the Black Lips. I am scheduled to see Jeff Mangum on April 18. Can’t wait!
Did I mention Radiohead is playing on Saturday at Coachella? RADIOHEAD!!!
Click the link to listen to my Coachella 2012 Playlist (Saturday edition).
Christopher Owens of Girls
Two weeks from today, I will be in Indio, Calif., for the mega-festival known as Coachella.
Coachella’s organizers have not released the schedule for the weekend yet. It’s driving me nuts. I want to fret over the tough decisions I am sure await.
The bands I listed here are bands I would see if everything were equal. Scratch that last sentence. Nothing is equal at a major festival. I’ll be lucky to see three of these bands.
Of the nine bands/performers I listed the only two I have seen live are up and coming Cali rapper Kendrick Lamar and indie darlings Girls.
I need to see WU LYF. I don’t understand why. It’s like a compulsion. I need gibberish rock’n’roll. I just do. Oh, and I need to see the Black Keys and get wound up and jump up and down like a kangaroo.
Click the link to play tunes!
I ruled Pitchfork Music Festival out a few weeks ago. The lineup looked thinner than the Olsen twins combined. I couldn’t justify flying to Chicago to see bands who I would pass on if they came to Portland. Maybe I’ll do Lollapalooza, I thought.
Then the indie tastemaker site announced its final festival additions Thursday. While I won’t equate the announcement to a home run in the bottom of the ninth to win the game, I will say the addition of Beach House, Real Estate, and Wild Flag has piqued my interest.
The lack of capital letter headliners dimmed my interest in the first place. And it remains the reason I can’t bestow on this festival “BEST NEW FESTIVAL” status.
I’d give Pitchfork Music Festival a 7.6 out of 10 strictly on the lineup. The ticket prices and other amenities would bump it above an 8, but honestly everything starts and ends with who’s on the bill. So let’s look at the bands performing on each day.
King Midas Pujol
This is my 60th post of 2012. Don’t blow out the candles just yet. I set an unofficial goal for myself to post 365 times this year. I am slightly behind. I am averaging two posts every three days.
I am also averaging more than 100 page views per day this year. Not bad. The redhead in me wants more, more, MORE!!! I’ll lower my voice now.
Here are my five most viewed posts through the first three months of 2012. Guidos, meth cooks, and quarterbacks head the list. A special shout out to my friend, Jordy Pujol, who has the Midas touch when it comes to blogging. PS: The publication date is in parentheses. Interestingly, four of the five were written in January.
The great Kendrick Lamar
The Mayan Year of Apocalypse is seven weeks in, and has yet to produce its first GREAT album. No worries. There are still 300 days until the world goes kablooey.
What is a GREAT album? The kind of album that makes me shun all other albums for a week straight or more.
Absent a GREAT album to obsess over, I have listened to several new and new-ish songs on repeat to pass the time in these dreary Portland winter months.
I encourage you to check out the songs below, as they hold something different for everyone.
Click the poster for a better look at Treefort Music Fest’s lineup. As Willamette Week noted, the Boise, Idaho, festival has a sweet mix of Portland bands, in addition to headliners Of Montreal, Built to Spill and Why?
Is that enough to warrant a trip to the Land of the Smurf Turf? A Mapquest inquiry reveals Portland is 431 miles away from Boise. Perhaps, you might want to bike that distance for charity, eh? Naked bike ride? Even better.
Click below for my list of bands I would most want to see at Treefort Music Fest. Yes, I left out Boise’s own Built to Spill. I just have never gotten into them.
The Mighty Pacific
My January in a nutshell: LSU lost, “Jersey Shore” returned, and I bought Coachella tickets. Oh, and I survived Snowpocalypse 2012 and watched truckloads of “Dexter” episodes.
Yep, that’s it. I am looking forward to spring. I want it to be T-Shirt Time RIGHT. THIS. SECOND!
Here are my five top posts for January 2012. Shoutout to Jordy Pujol, the author of my No. 1 post of this month.
That distant, yet clear sound you hear is me screaming “ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!” at the top of my lungs. There is no end in sight to my furor. Hell, the next football season is eight months away. I might yell my lungs out. I might not. We shall see. Oh! The intrigue!
The ironic thing about LSU and the Saints each wrapping their seasons in disappointing, yet wildly different fashions is not that I am still smarting from their losses days later. It is that they, in turn, sparked my highest page view count in the history of this blog. For that, I owe a large debt of gratitude to my friend, Jordy Pujol.
Here were the five most viewed posts for Jan. 8-15:
The Walkmen at One Eyed Jacks, 2009
The year of the Mayan apocalypse is upon us. And that means one thing … We need bad-ass new tunes to listen to while the world is going up in flames. Sadly, Charles Bradley’s “The World Is Going Up In Flames” does not count because it dropped in 2011.
The albums below either have a release date or are reportedly in the works. They each fall under the bad-ass new tunes umbrella.
Let’s do this, shall we?