Coachella 2009 - The Review: Saturday

Another new discovery for Coachella.... Coffee. It sounds so obvious, yet somehow I've neglected it in years past, which is weird because I drink a cup or two of coffee every single day at work. I started each morning with a shower and a cup of coffee... This is not real camping.

Our favorite desert watering hole, The Bee Hunter, was first on the agenda today. The Cavs game was on at noon....I love western standard time on weekends.... not so much during the week. This works out perfectly. We can get out the sun during peak cooking hours, enjoy sports in the AC, and get drunk. Win, Win, Win. Today also marked a milestone of sorts in the life of Sas. Today was the first time found myself on the wrong end of the generation gap. I realized this during a brief discussion regarding Twitter. I have no idea what Twitter is or why the kids are obsessed with it. I have a bad feeling that I'm going to be on the wrong side of the "Your too old to understand" argument. First I learned the art of the mass email, then it was texting time, now I've dabbled in blogging, I even asked Cha Cha who the lead singer of the Stone Roses was..... I don't think I'm ready for Twitter.

Feeling old.... Tweet!

Back to the lecture at hand. All five us piled into Haley's car and headed to beautiful La Quinta, home of the aforementioned Beer Hunter. Isn't Beer Hunter a great name for a bar? It's a great place too, the people there were so friendly and accommodating. We sat about 10 feet away from a gigantic projection screen... they put the sound on for the game, and kept the pitchers coming. Lebron dominated.... Clarke and Sas did not.... we tried to win our money back playing foosball..... fail. After the game, we picked up a couple cases of beer and went back to the festival feeling refreshed and ready for TV on the Radio. We left the beer on ice in a cooler at the car for use on Sunday. We really planned this weekend well as far as alcohol rationing.

Sometime during the day we had a discussion about what percentage of the female population at Coachella would be "do-able"..... I think we settled on 50%.

TV on the Radio was rocking. We got the prime spots for that show too.... right in front of the people dividers. "Wolf Like Me" was one of the most energetic performances I've ever been at, the crowd was really into it. I can't remember why we skipped them last time they were at Coachella.... I'm sure it was a good reason.

I think we hung out in the food area after TVOTR and listened to the Fleet Foxes from afar. We also smoked a lot of pot at this point. Flanagan decides to venture solo and check out M.I.A., while Clarke, Basford, and I head over to Band of Horses. Not sure what Walter was doing.... I'm sure it was the best show he's ever seen though. I really like Band of Horses. "Is There a Ghost" is song I can't stop listening to.

After BOH, we had some time to pass before the Killers came on.... I really don't remember what we did. I think we met up with Flanagan and just walked around checking out the art sculptures which are really cool. The snake thing was a nice combination of visual stimulation, heat sensory overload, with a dash of fear factor. I still want to know what was powering the flames.... huge propane tanks? It didn't feel safe, but that could've been the paranoia from the purple afro-berry.

We were watching the Killers when I decided I no longer wanted to be there, so I went back to camp first. Got me some Spicy Pie of course. Saturday night in the campgrounds at Coachella is always interesting. This year's parade sounded minute compared to last year's "Million-Man March". I still never got an answer as to how close they got to our tents. I sware they were right outside..... Like a bunch of hungry grizzly bears trying to get my trail mix. Nonetheless, I was able to fall asleep (pass out). And that was that.... another day done.... and only one more to go.