A modest proposal: one "day" of screamy, booze-soaked, heart-on-the-sleeve, dudes banging on guitars and shit indie rock in the Mojave (see a similar proposal here), and one "day" of synthy, coke-sheened, Ryan Gosling-is-giving-you-a-five-minute-window-to-do-this, washed out new-new wave in the Gobi. By day, I mean four or five consecutive acts, each building on the day's theme.