coachella day 1 (i will prevail)

headband- made by my mom

necklace 1- Annie Costello Brown

necklace 2- vintage Boy London

tee- vintage from Squaresville

crochet tunic- vintage

backpack- Alexander Wang

trainers- Asics

friday was the first day of the 2nd weekend of coachella.  

we arrived in palm springs and checked into the ace hotel.

we ate a snack, hydrated and headed to the festivities. 

we arrived a little into arctic monkeys.  

i wasn't really feeling the sound so we trekked over to madness.  

they sounded good but i  could have gone without the banter.

a bit wonky...what what?

so we left to go back to the coachella stage to see what we really fucking came for.

PULP

jarvis did not disappoint.

i danced and sang/shouted along as i watched mr. cocker's hips sway and grind. 

charming, he is.

they played one hell of a set list.

and then there was mazzy star.

hope sandavol has been the object of my melancholy affection for quite some time.  

like...i used to make intricate hemp jewelry whilst listening to her sweet voice.

like when i was 17 i used to seduce long haired, skinny, teenage boys to ghost highway.

like when i first saw her perform in chicago at the metro i would have gotten a sex change for a chance to get inside her guts.

so you can imagine my heartbreak when i watched her sing abjectly and a bit tinny as her band clad in mediocrity played like sleepwalkers.

like she didn't even plan her stage lighting.

so we bolted over to the rapture.

of course they were good.

and then atari teenage riot started their thing.

also very good. 

nostalgia and stuff.

the black keys sounded pretty fucking lovely.

i must admit, i find them just okay in my daily life when i listen in my car, but their live sound is something else.

explosions in the sky was... fine

most memorable?

fucking

PULP.