Happy Earth Day.I hugged a palm tree just before I left the casita in California. So, I can say I hugged a tree for Earth Day. A really weird looking tree that I somehow loved.
NASA just shot photos of the Earth from space for today. It's corny, I know, but it almost makes me want to cry looking at the Earth. Like, how in the movie Sunshine, they were all emotional just looking at the sun from their spaceship. Damn hippie.
. . . Should I start typing about Coachella? I'm not sure where to start. There's a lot to try and remember.
First of all, Coachella was epic but most of the people were pretty crazy, which I did expect. Mostly drunk people in the end, though. There were porta-potties, which I completely avoided. I wasn't going to share a toilet with a bunch of disease-ridden people with good/alright taste in music. Sorry. It seems like more and more I've been getting more germophobic anyway.
Lots of famous people around. Carla was pretty sure she saw Anthony Kiedis, some girl from the O.C., etc. With the crowd, I actually saw a great amount of Smiths shirts. I was wearing mine too the first day, lol, for Mozzz.
Friday, I went to see The Black Keys first. Awesome band on record, awesome band live. It was at 5:20-6:10 and the sun was setting, but still blocking out most of my view, even with sunglasses on. Great band to see, though.
I waited at the same stage until Franz Ferdinand came on afterward. They are great live as well. Very sexy band. Very sexy.
I then had to leave like three or four songs early from them, to see the legendary Leonard Cohen, even though we could have made it anyway if we sat through Franz' whole set. But, while waiting for Cohen to come on I could hear Franz from afar anyway. Cohen was awesome live. Don't know much of his music, but he has an interesting voice. Very deep. I saw him by the time the sun had set.
After Cohen, I rushed over quickly to see some of Morrissey, and his solo work sounded pretty good, even though I've never really heard it. I stayed for about five songs, I think, I don't remember. The only song I knew that he played was Girlfriend in a Coma, and of course I sang along to that . . . he doesn't really seem like the type of guy that would play old Smiths songs these days, but I'm glad he did. And he was there! Apparently, sometime before I caught his set list or after, he went on a rant, involved something like, "The smell of burning flesh is more than I can bare . . . and I hope it's human." (Thanks to Amanda Palmer for Twittering it for me to remember.)
I then had to leave so I could see The Silversun Pickups, which were amazinggg. Need their new record. The keyboardist is fucking fantastic.
Nikki: (responding to fan in crowd, with her cute little voice) Hi, friend.
Brian: Oh, Nikki, that was cheaaap.
Brian also went on to say how while they were waiting for Leonard Cohen to end before them, how they could hear him and hear Morrissey from the other stage, and how it was basically a mind-fuck in sound or something. Someone from way behind me screamed, "Morrissey screws up everything!" or something. I was like, ah, he's getting old, leave him alone. xD (I STILL LOVE YOU, MOZ.)
Then after them, we headed over to see Paul fucking McCartney, a bloody legend. He's actually a pretty funny guy, too, when he was talking and making jokes when he wasn't playing. I realized he's a pretty great guitarist, too, how late is that? It's like I only truly realized it seeing him live. He's a Beatle and a legend, but it doesn't seem like he's all full of himself or anything. He played his solo stuff along with a few Beatles songs. I was sitting on the grass on the side watching him, and I mostly stood up to watch the Beatles songs that I'll just always love . . . he dedicated a song to Lennon, and another song to Harrison. Harrison's wife was in the crowd, he said, but (obviously) I didn't see her. Paul played past his time limit, sly man. He did two encores. He didn't seem like he would ever stop playing and it was kind of funny. Such energy for a man in his sixties. Didn't seem like he ever changed who he was, even if he did get older, which was brilliant.
Saturday, my brother Ali flew in from San Francisco as a surprise! We got there a bit late because of traffic, so we missed most of Amanda Palmer, but that's kind of alright since I've seen her before. When we got to her tent, she was playing the end of Girl Anachronism, did this massive stage dive with this funny Star Wars-like music in the background, then got to the back of the tent where I was, and did her cover of Creep. [link] (video taken by Beth I believe, who I think is her manager, who was very close to where I was standing once she reached the back, but I still can't really find my head or dad's. xD) Shoo-wop, shoo-wop! She went off on a parade but I didn't follow (Ali did, since they sort of just randomly walked his way, rofl) because she said she was going to do a signing and Carla had my bag, and I needed it to have her sign something. (Also why I didn't take any photos, my camera was in my bag.) Actually, I didn't really, because we need a wristband to get in line for the signing, and to get a wristband we need to buy something under the Record Store Day tent. So, I bought my (first, shhh, don't tell anyone) vinyl of her solo record to get signed. When I got it signed, she asked me my name, and I had to spell it out as usual, but she said it was beautiful. I told her how nice it was to see her again, and she kissed me on cheek, without me even asking or expecting it, really. (It wasn't one of those sloppy ones a family member gives you either, btw, it was all nice and soft, loll.) She then signed a part of my dad's cast on his leg, writing, "Love. Heal." and her signature. (I took a photo of that.) I was pretty much in a daze after that. A famous person could have walked by me while I was walking back to the main stage, and I wouldn't have even noticed. I think, after that we watched TV on the Radio end their set, and they're pretty wicked live as well. Dad let me use his wheelchair, so Carla rolled me over to see the Fleet Foxes, and we were pretty far away but it was some pretty music. (Lol, it's funny being in a wheelchair acting like you're crippled, everyone feels extra sorry for you if they bump into the chair.) I think it was sometime during this time, I can't remember, when some random guy passed me and was like, "Check out Travis Barker! He's fucking sick!" and it was all random and hilarious. So yes, sometime soon I have to check out Travis Barker. After the Fleet Foxes, we went to check out the end of Thievery Corporation, who were alright, and M.I.A who were also alright, not really exactly my style since it's kind of hip hop, but electronically they were pretty good. We then stayed at the same stage to see The Killers who were pretty good. I almost forgot how much I actually liked this song - [link] though they're not my favourite band ever. Sometime near the end we walked over to see Atmosphere, though we weren't really paying attention since we didn't really like them.
Sunday, probably, technically, the biggest night ever. We got there at a pretty good time, and Carla and I were just eating in the shade while Antony and the Johnsons played in the distance with Peter, Bjorn, and John blasting near the back of us. I was having a fun time thinking if Rhys Webb walked by at any moment, I would have hugged him quickly and ran away. He didn't though, rofl. We went to see the Yeah Yeah Yeahs who were bloody fantastic. Karen O had these three-inch gold sequence hanging from her shoulders and was like, "It's SUN-day!" as the sun was setting. The drummer constantly smiled and so did she, and the guitarist was just all cool with his hair and sunglasses. xD Soon after, I walked sooo far to the tent where The Horrors were about to play. I was like, this is the moment where I finally get to see mah baaand! And they played all new songs, I think ended their set pretty early, but they were still awesome. I know it sounds ridiculous, but have ever felt, that you knew a band for so long, only seeing them over the internet? It's crazy. It was like, in a way, wow, okay, now I know they actually exist in real life. I felt kind of bad about that. Sometimes I just feel like I'm too in with modern technology, and I should be going the old-school music fan way and just knowing and seeing the band live, off the streets, from the record stores, not the internet. That's so nice and simple . . . though it can be so hard. I'd know far less bands if the internet didn't exist. It's strange to think about. But, yeah. I guess you just deal with it. Every time I looked over at Rhys, I almost burst out laughing, because he always makes these funny psycho-looks on his face and dances a bit. Rhys, seriously, I love you man, but I can't help it. You are cool but funny. He was standing in front of Joe most of the time, and the smoke was covering Joe up, so I don't think I got a shot of him with my camera unfortunately . . . my camera was all screwy that night as well. At one point, the crowd all started clapping in time with one of the songs, and I looked over at Josh and he was smiling about it. Really great. Near the end of Sea Within a Sea, Faris just put on his jacket, was like, "Bye", took his leather suitcase from the side of the amp and walked backstage. The rest of the band stayed on until it was over. I left the tent when the synths finally stopped. This song was so cool - [link] and so was Scarlet Fields.
Ali said he passed by Faris when he was leaving. I then walked over, all the way back to the main stage, and I must have been dazed again since I finally saw them, I totally forgot that My Bloody Valentine were at the main stage. (I couldn't see the Kills after, they played at a pretty bad time for me.) I went up close to the side and watched them finish their set. They were reallyyy awesome, massive feedback noise everywhere. After, this white trash looking guy in a wifebeater near me was like, "HAHAHA WORST BAND I'VE HEARD ALL THIS WEEKEND!" but I tried not to let him get on my nerves too much. D< Then The Cure came on after some moment, went to sit back on the grass with Carla, though she left a bit early since she was tired. The Cure were amazing as usual. Near the end, they played past their time limit, and the people shut their sound off, but they kept playing, so we all just gradually moved closer to the stage and sang along to Boys Don't Cry and one or two songs after until they stopped. It was funny afterward too, there were maybe 100-200 people that stayed until the end, and we just stayed there even after they left the stage and the crew came on. These girls in front of me were screaming for a copy of the setlist, hilariously, they did end up getting it, and I almost did (a "why not?" moment) except this dude flew in front of me, trying to catch it too, rofl. And then I just stood there until security came towards the front and pushed us all away. I then walked all the way back toward the car, listening to these drunks screaming some sort of nonsense.
One of those days, I think near the end of the second day, Carla met an Australian guy that travels a lot, named Kinlock or something. He was really nice, loved the Fleet Foxes, except he was going to see Public Enemy over The Cure. Who the hell sees Public Enemy over The Cure, I ask you, who?
But anyway, that was the first Australian person I've met in my life. Actually, there seemed to be a lot of Australian people there, maybe some British people as well. Mostly American/Spanish people. Yes, I live in Philadelphia, the only people I've met that were directly from other countries were either Arabic, Puerto Rican, (or another Spanish decent,) Asian, maybe Russian, annnd I think that's about it. Anyone who's British here is also a million other things as well and was born here and has an American accent. So, yeah. Even I'm just descendant from my great grandparents who were immigrants from Ukraine (as I know) and that's just mostly what I am. Gah. I barely have met a person with a German accent or anything, isn't that horrible? And I still live on the East Coast, but Philly's not as big and loved as NYC or whatever. Blaaah. It's sad. I don't feel like typing about this anymore.
If you've got this far, congratulations, you just won an all-expense paid trip to . . . Philadelphia?!
The Horrors have released a new single basically, apparently, also a video - [link]
Great stuff.
Mum gave me a card today that played Cyndi Lauper's Girls Just Want to Have Fun, and I know that
hates her, but she does have a good voice in that song, you have to admit.She also gave me some chocolate pretzels and a "Z" necklace with all these little diamonds on it, and Indian food. Dad sent me flowers and some records (The Cure's "Pornography", PJ Harvey & John Parish's "A Woman A Man Walked By", etc., good stuff) and a book. Yaaay. Thank youuu.
I'm sixteen and I just got another back pain! Yay?
Back to school tomorrow, where people won't know nor give a shit that I just had my birthday and I can be sad all over again as people mentally punch me in the face without realizing it, nor caring, blaming everything on me like I'm somehow always the enemy that should be hated and who is always wrong. Am I that emotional and just not showing it? The other day, I know a girl that actually has decent taste in music and I just knew she was listening to The Clash since she was blasting them out of her headphones, and I asked her, but she didn't hear me. She didn't hear me. Some sort of symbolism shit, maybe. I was about to cry. I suddenly felt so lonely. I'm barely every lonely, in a sense, even when I'm completely alone. I must be that emotional.
I barely ever have a boyfriend or a girlfriend, let alone make any friends. Usually I'm completely fine with it, too. But being fine with it just doesn't last that long at times. I'm like Moz, without the self-loathing and without that extreme-anti-meat thing going on.
Hmm, not sure of what else to wriiite.
Will update if I remember anything else, I suppose. Hmmm.
=Z.
Tired
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OMFG. @_@ I was on here frigging like 6 hours ago to wish you a happy birthday && I forgot why I was here.
I swear I'm losing my damn mind.
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i've only seen two people out of all that you mentioned, and i'm very jealous!!! but i'm glad you had fun and i cannot wait to see those pictures.
you've really great taste as well. you're very interesting and i like you.
Ooh Leonard Cohen! That's Britt and I's second cousin!!
MMM MOZZYY..that's a great quote right there!!
I didn't know McCartney was there!! Holy fuck, that's brilliant!! Remind me to give you a big hug next time we hang out!!
Wait.. Amanda kissed you on the cheek?!!! *jealous** PLEASE DON'T LET ME FORGET TO HUG YOU!!
I kinda feel like I was there now.. this was a great description! Reminds me of the research I've done on like..Woodstock, minus the drugs!
I'm so glad you had such a good time love!!
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Anyway love, I can connect with you with people who seem a lot like you but don't give a shit (reference to that Clash fan). Well, in art a few days ago a new girl came and like, we started talking about music and stuff, and she was really cool, but then she moved to a different table and we haven't talked since. Not like I would really be like, best friends with her anyway, but it felt kinda sucky to be ditched..like I felt like I turned her off somehow or something..blah,.. BUT THE POINT ISS... just try not to let it bother you, I mean, you have friends that love you so much, and if that one possible Clash fan person "didn't hear you" or chose not to or whatever, just think of all the things she's missing out on from getting to know you from not hearing you, and don't worry, there will be other Clash fans out there that are much more worthy of being your friends.
The Boyfriend/Girlfriend thing.. I wouldn't rush into just yet, I mean, you just turned 16, and there's a lot of other things to think about than a relationship, so just enjoy life, and if it has to be alone at this time, then you never know, you may really get to know yourself!!
Ah sorry, dunno if that made any sense, just trying to give you some not so wisdom words of wisdom
OOH AND BY THE WAYYYY...I don't believe I ever said I HATE her.. I just kinda like, don't like the lyrics to that particular song, they just seem to lack meaning a bit, ya know? I dunno..but I do admit, she does have a strong set of pipes
Anywhoo, glad you had such a great experience Larry!
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