Wow you guys are having a rough time. I just got back from having the best weekend ever at Coachella.
I got to see Alt J, Band of Horses, Dinosaur Jr., Dropkick Murphys, Father John Misty, Franz Ferdinand, Jake Bugg (who'da thought that twangy fucker woulda been a Brit? Not me, but he was amazing), Kurt Vile, Little Green Cars (best of show for small-time acts), Metric, Modest Mouse, Purity Ring (meh), Red Hot Chili Peppers (ultra-meh), Sigur Ros, Smith Westerns (worst of show, definitely), Stars, Tame Impala, local heroes Thee Oh Sees, The Wombats, Vampire Weekend (hahaha right?), Violent Femmes, Yeah Yeah Yeahs and Youth Lagoon.
Personal highlights include getting completely trashed before Dropkick, my first mosh pit at Dropkick, my first crowdsurf at Dropkick, my first time being 86ed from a show at Dropkick, my face still hurting today from seeing Dropkick, making friends with sweaty fat dudes because of my Red Sox hat at Dropkick, Jonsi Birgisson of Sigur Ros holding a high falsetto note for over a minute without a single crack or falter, Father John Misty being the coolest fucking person alive, and the girl in my group holding my hand for a short little bit (same one I mentioned having a thing for in the relationship thread) in order to keep from being separated by heavy crowds.