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Monday, April 18, 2011

Why I want to attend Coachella before I die

This afternoon I have been streaming Coachella live with my brother. We have been doing that since yesterday, and we were lucky enough to catch Interpol and Kings of Leon.

Just a very quick round-up of some stuff:

• My heart was bleeding that I missed The Drums’ performance. They are one of my favorite acts, and it would have been a blast if I was able to catch them. I’m still waiting for someone to upload the performance on Youtube (I couldn’t even find the setlist, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that they played ‘Down by the Water’, my favorite The Drums track ever).
• I was supposed to catch Foals this morning but since it’s Palm Sunday today, the mass took longer than usual and it was a total bummer. I am still waiting for the complete video uploads, but I have already watched their ‘Spanish Sahara’ performance and ohmygod, it was amazing. The crowd was alive and they were clapping and participating.
• I’m also planning to watch The Kills and Empire of the Sun because a lot of people recommended it and I heard they had kick-ass performances respectively.

However, I was able to catch Interpol and Kings of Leon and here is a very short commentary on each performance:



Interpol – First of all, the band looked great with their suit outfit. They looked dapper as always. They played a nice set; it wasn’t boring and that for me, is a plus point. The highlight of their performance was when they played my personal favorites ‘Slow Hands’ and ‘Narc’. Obviously, my favorite Interpol album is Antics.



Kings of Leon – They performed for an hour and a half (or longer, I didn’t really track it), and I had to say that they kind of bore me. They started with Closer, which made me excited, but as the time passed by, I kind of got bored with the songs they played. Anyway, the highlight of the whole performance is when they performed my favorite Kings of Leon song ever, ‘Sex on Fire’ followed by another good track, ‘Use Somebody’.

But I really have to give props to a) Nathan Followill who is a one bad-ass motherfucker who plays the drums like a boss and like he doesn't really give any fuck and to b) Caleb Followill whose voice sounds so amazing and has been constant all throughout their performance.

So today, my main goal was really to watch Foals and just Foals (because to be honest, I wasn’t as interested to watch today’s acts as I am for tomorrow’s lineup) but then my brother encouraged me to watch Arcade Fire so I gave it a try. I was able to listen to their songs anyway (mostly from The Suburbs). And that decision turned out to be one of the best decisions I have made in my life.

ARCADE FIRE WAS BEYOND AMAZING. I swear I could not put into words how great and amazing they were. Their performance is definitely one of the best if not the best performance I have ever seen. They were that awesome.

Win Butler is beyond adorable and the way he talked to the audience was totally giggle-worthy. He was awkward and cute and amazing. His smile melted my heart and I was totally convinced that he is one of the nicest men around. His wife Regine Chassagne was totally cute too. I love her. I think she is an amazing woman who is very passionate with her craft. I love Win and Regine; they are probably my most favorite couple in the entire world.

Here they are being so cutesy. My heart is going to explode.

My most favorite part of the whole performance is probably when they played Wake Up, the last track before the encore. I was in total awe, and tears started to roll down my cheeks and had goosebumps all over my body. I have never seen anyone performed like that, and I have never been that emotional on a performance ever. It was beautiful. And that was the understatement of the year, I guess.

Huge light up balls started to fall from a crane and the audience started to throw them around and to hold them up high. It looked beautiful on screen (what more live, right?).




The third day

The third day was actually the highlight for me. The Strokes are playing and the day before their performance, I was totally stoked for it. I would not care about the other acts playing that day too, I was all for the Strokes.

But things changed when Chromeo tweeted and confirmed that Ezra will be doing a cameo performance on their song I Could Be Wrong. I got totally excited because it is Ezra fucking Koenig, aka the love of my life. I hate surprises but this could be a good one, right? It was totally random and I was cool with it.

Not until I checked the Coachella livestream schedule.

Chromeo’s performance will overlap with The Strokes’. The Strokes stream will be on Channel 1 and Chromeo’s stream will be on Channel 2. My heart froze the moment I checked it on the website. I didn’t know who to choose. Here is some evidence of my confusion:




I have decided that maybe I could just switch channels. Catch Ezra perform with Chromeo and miss one song of The Strokes, perhaps. That would be cool. No big deal.

And then comes Coachella’s third day. I have set my clock in California timezone and I was ready. So ready.

But then this happens:



I swear I was a fucking mess. My fingers were trembling until I went home. I felt like the universe punched me hard on the face and on my gut and I couldn’t stand up. I couldn’t recover. I was ranting to my brother and I told him that I will do crazy things (that I won’t name in this blog) if I don’t get to watch Ezra’s sax performance. I was totally devastated.

I have checked Youtube since the minute Ezra’s performance ended and hoped that someone with a good heart has already uploaded it but I had no luck. Just one more try and then I’ll give up for that day, I told myself. And so I opened my Chrome and clicked on Youtube’s homepage, but for some reason my browser redirected me to Coachella’s Youtube page and I accidentally clicked something because I panicked that my browser will freeze but then BAM. Channel 2 started to load and then the first few notes of Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa played.

I started screaming and hyperventilating and jumping like a lunatic. Ezra suddenly appeared out of nowhere and he started to sing with Chromeo. During the bridge part, he played the saxophone and my heart rate was 9472396732678576% faster than usual. I almost passed out. I HAVE FINALLY CAUGHT HIS PERFORMANCE. My whole body was shaking because I never thought I’d be lucky to catch it that day since I have been so fucked up in the morning.

After his performance, I have switched to Channel 1 where The Strokes’ stream was airing. It was the perfect timing because I have seen what they were currently performing earlier that day. I was also able to catch up with what I missed. Julian was so adorable all throughout their performance. I loved how he awkwardly spoke to the audience by mumbling and saying stuff. It was so cute.



And so this has been my Coachella live(stream) chronicles. Imagine if I was there in the flesh. This post would probably not just this long (and sensible).

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