Hella Coachella 2010

OK, I truly can't believe that it is almost a month past what was the BEST Coachella experience yet. I still feel high from Coachella. I still am listening to all my favorite Coachella artists. I still haven't unpacked from Coachella. In fact, I may or may not be sitting on my rastafarian afghan rug naked in the sun. You think I am joking....
Anyways, long live and love one of the events that has offered me some of my happiest moments in. Sad (nah, not really) but true. Coachella is a year-long cycle. April 24th you are drained, sun burnt, possibly regretful, possibly ill and definitely smiling from ear to ear. You spend the next three months recounting all of the heinous, epic, hilarious and life-changing moments with those who you attended with and maybe with some who have no idea what they are missing. The next three months are spent doing a lot of the same, but by this time you have successfully convinced at least one of your friends who has never been to Coachella to go. 100% they are in. SOLD!
At this point we are only six months out from the event itself....so you have to get started scheming line up predictions, rallying your Mothership troops and reconnecting with your pals who contribute to Coachella to ensure that they haven't had a lobotomy and are still going to meet you in the desert. Of course they are. Coachella planning can make one more paranoid than normal though, so just to be sure you have to start laying out the lines of communicado. The last three months before the actually event, I am talking mid-Jan to April is balls to the wall mothership coordination, ticketing buying/begging/scalping and sickening anticipation. I know that the mothership mama, JoJoMA, can go overboard with planning at times...but it truly wouldn't come to full fruition without her so each ounce of energy is appreciated and does not go unnoticed. The 5/6-day weekend commences and all parties meet under the purple sky...
This year was fucking flawless. I felt like I flew down on my magic carpet, with one of the most awesomely crazy co-pilot's in the world in tow, wafting in on a billow of smoke and landing in a patch of gold sparkled glory. Weather-perfect. People-indescribable. Music - mind blowing. Issues - non existent.

I am still riding that high. Coachella has set my spirit free and I'm gonna be pissed when something bottles it up again. Loves my peoples, my grass bed and my balloon lit sky!