I love Islands -- to an extent -- but we saw them on the Arm's Way tour, and... yeah. I don't think I need to see Islands again. Next to Stephen Malkmus, I've never seen a performer throw such a tantrum onstage.
Hmmm, sounds like that could be interesting. That Concrete Blonde show I went to a few weeks ago abruptly ended when Johnette Nepolitano launched into a drunken tirade about the girl she saw shooting up in the alley before she threw a whole bunch of shit around the stage and then stormed off. Her band mates just shrugged and waved goodbye to everyone.
Exciting!! I so wish I could get another dog, but it's just not the right time or house to bring a young pup into. But I'm constantly looking at ads and websites anyway, I feel like I have puppy fever (which is probably a million times better than baby fever).
Considering that the shots of the explosions and the filming of the actors were probably filmed by completely different people in completely different locations, I just see absolutely no way that this one object (of many) in the montage was intentionally placed in the ad because of the color of their skin. Do you really think the director contacted the studio putting the explosion montage together and asked them to include a watermelon because black people are in the commercial? I'm sorry, RoRo, but this seems to be some kind of a reverse witch hunt in a way.
While the shots/filming could have been done by different crews that had no clue about the placement or even concept of the montage, the ad creators most definitely picked a watermelon intentionally. During concept and storyboarding, and even test-marketing of the ad, they would have very carefully thought about the fruit (or object) they were going to use to explode and if it would give the impact they were going for with their ad - and it's at that same time they should have been thinking about the implications behind pairing a watermelon with a black couple.
They might not have been going for something intentionally rascist but, trust me, the director, the storyboardist, the marketing company etc, all knew full well what fruit was going to be used.
sorry bout the ironic-ness lol i partied hard for 5 years non stop, and had to get sober, just because im sober doesn't mean my life is over lol i rave and party hard still lol and can say no to corn chips and alcohol because i know what it will do to me and still party and have a great time. just thought it would be cool to meet up with some people in the community doing the same and be able to talk to people in recovery if need be at the festival. im going no doubt lol already got my ticket, and im good with working with people using or drinking because i did it for awhile hard lol so ya sorry that confused some people i guess lol
It's as if they've been used in place of punctuation.
Gotye - Making Mirrors Craft Spells - Idle Labor Active Child - You Are All I See CCR - Green River The Toxic Airborne Event - S/T The Toxic Airborne Event - All At Once Bombay Bicycle Club - A Different Kind of Fix Jim Jones Revue - Burning Down the House The Kinks - The Ultimate Collection
The Craft Spells album is really growing on me now, especially the track "Scandinavian Crush". It's got a nice Sunday afternoon vibe to it that goes well with my graveyard shifts
Looks the same as the Live at Squamish ones. They were great, I left mine on for a while after thinking it might fall off on it's own like my Sasquatch one did, but a week later I still needed scissors to get it off.
Main drawback as far as Sasquatch is concerned is that I dont know how well barcodes would work on cloth. Then again they just resorted to punching in the number most of the time anyway last year.
I hope they use cloth ones like that this year, so much more durable and comfortable. And if they're letting all four day pass holders have ins and outs this year, shouldn't that eliminate the need for barcodes?
Saturday night makes the most sense for the big flashy-light dance party freakout. Drunk Friday, Drug Saturday, and then manage your shit the rest of the weekend the best you can.
As it is, I'm going to have to adhere to a pretty strict regimen all four days if I'm gonna stay on my feet until that bitch shuts down Monday night -- so god damn. What are you trying to do to me, Sasquatch?
This would be a much better order in my opinion. As it is now, I forsee burning out a bit by Sunday (which would maybe fit for Bon Iver anyway) and then getting back at it on Monday.
From what I've read it sounds like all the best food trucks are inside the beer gardens, so I'm gonna make a point of actually going in there. And I wanna try the clubhouse buffet breakfast one of the mornings and the farmers market too.
I think I'm almost as excited to eat at Coachella as I am to listen to music at Coachella. Kogi, a waffle ice cream sandwich(!?) truck and a full bar - in air conditioning. It's like the festival gods know what I need.
I can't eat wheat so normally I don't get to eat much at festivals but reading through all the food options I'm thrilled to see how many things I can eat (and that they specifically say gluten-free). I've already decided to splurge and buy way more food than I normally would. I'll save the penny-pinching homemade meals for Sasquatch.
It's probably not worth it because Blitzen Trapper will be playing new stuff, but their old albums are really good. Wild Mountain Nation and Furr are really great. You should at least listen to the title track on Furr
Ok I'll check that out, I haven't completely written them off yet.
I really want to get Gary Clark Jr's album next. I was watching a couple videos posted on the Coachella boards and was blown away.
Starting my homework for Coachella and Sasquatch...
Tycho - Drive Craft Spells - Idle Labor Active Child - You Are All I See Dum Dum Girls - Only In Dreams Mazzy Star - She Hangs Brightly Mazzy Star - Among My Swan Blitzen Trapper - American Goldwing Metronomy - The English Riviera
Favourites so far: Metronomy (addictive sound) and Active Child (not at all what I had thought it was) Worst so far: Blitzen Trapper (way too country for my taste)