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Oh gawd, by the end of the night the urinals were stuffed with toilet paper and yet they were still being used. And I just kept hoping the person next to me wasn't going to let their door slammed...

EVERY BODY KNOWS THERE NO CRIMES IN AMERICAN

That made me laugh for some reason...specifically the "chubby ass Bjork" part

Yeah until the end of the night (the second night at least) when they started backing up and smelled just as bad as the portapotties. And at least in the porta potties you couldn't see the...

Exactly.

Ha!

You know, I'm saying are you asking what it physically is or what Coachella is spiritually? Or possibly mentally or emotionally.

So true! So true!

I love the tether belt idea. Text messages are so unreliable out there.

Picture this...

Last years biggest complaint...Why the hell were they trying to heard 50k people out of one bottleneck exit? That was rediculous. I felt like a heard of cattle off to the slaughter.

Physically or spiritually?

In 2003 I passed out during Sonic Youth. It was still the heat of the day and I'm not used to desert weather and it doesn't help that I'm short so when standing in a closely knit crowd I rarely feel...

That there desire is why humans subject their bodies to hallucinogens, my friend.