Coachella memories from 2005 to 2007, the years I went to Coachella
Middle-aged goths enduring Weezer so they could see Bauhaus
Nearly breaking my glasses while seeing Wilco
Being asked to send some pictures of the 2005 Coachella Film Festival setup, but then losing the organizer’s business card and not sending those pictures. And then feeling bad about losing the business card because the guy gave me a pretty cool DVD of short films
People cheering because Madonna played one guitar riff
Daft Punk playing in 2006, and the show being incredible despite me not being able to see a thing because I am a short person
Taking 300 Coachella schedules from the KROQ tent every year for no discernible reason
Writing a review for my high school newspaper wherein I used the phrase “musical paramours,” not realizing that paramour connotes an illicit affair and is not just a synonym for lover
Standing next to a pre-Parks and Recreation Aziz Ansari during the Arcade Fire’s whole set and wondering whether I should interrupt him to say I liked Human Giant
Fleetingly being in the VIP area and awkwardly staring at Cee-Lo smoking a cigarette
Seeing Scarlett Johansson perform “Just Like Honey” with The Jesus & Mary Chain for some reason
The strange rumors of a Police reunion because there was a gap in the Main Stage set times
“Because of the leniency of [the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences membership] requirement, accusations of voting abuse are legion. One record-company employee who did not want to be identified said that on the packaging of many of the reissues he once produced, he would find names of members of the record company’s business-affairs department credited as art directors so they could receive credit, join the academy and vote for the company’s records. Three former employees of record companies who were interviewed for this article recounted episodes of labels filling out ballots for employees or, in one case, requiring all ballots by staff members to be approved.”—
“For all the attractions that the Grammys offer—where else can you see Eminem performing with Elton?—it remains the Cinderella of the winter awards shows, forever sweeping the cinders of pop culture around the electronic hearth, while its brassy stepsisters, the Golden Globes and the Oscars, drink vodka martinis on comfy leather banquettes and flit around Graydon Carter’s post-Oscars party.”—
Barring anything from David Denby or Richard Brody, this is one of the worst things I have ever read on The New Yorker's website. I mean, Seabrook fails to formulate any argument for his thesis that is more substantive than “Gee whiz, look at all the musical people doing music!”
Though I guess the fogeyish romanticism of this piece is preferable to Slate’s inevitable trollbait about why the Grammys are the only awards show of merit.
“In 2007, Ketchum successfully lobbied Time magazine to name Putin its “Person of the Year,” according to U.S. Justice Department lobbying disclosure filings that show repeated meetings between Ketchum representatives and Time staffers.”—
For the past several weeks, the controversial viral content site ViralNova has become the subject of much media speculation as it ascends through the ranks of internet popularity. The Wire believes it has identified the anonymous people behind this mysterious site that might be upending the existing viral media establishment.
Here is an investigatory piece I wrote about the creator of controversial viral content site ViralNova. I think it is pretty decent, so please give it a read.
A stage invader who photobombed [Prime Minister-elect] Tony Abbott at the [actually conservative-leaning] Liberal party victory celebration has been identified as serial anti-coal protester Fregmonto Stokes.
The 25-year-old Melbourne playwriting student called himself Twiggy Palmcock and faked his way into the function using a wristband made of yellow Starburst wrappers.
Dressed in a suit, Stokes jumped up on stage while Abbott and his family were having their photo taken, and tried to pose in the shot next to Abbott’s daughter Frances. He was wrestled away by federal police almost immediately.