Coachella is a joke
Ok, so I am standing in the middle of a polo field in the middle of the desert.
Not one fucking tree within 200m and I swear it is at least 37C.
I have been waiting for about 45 mins to get tickets to get in. The water bottle I had is now empty, the one I had in my back pack is hotter than piss and there isn't really anywhere to get a cold bottle from... Well nowhere near anyways... My arms, neck, legs and face are burnt to a crisp and sweat is trickling down my back, into my ass crack and down to that spot between your ass hole and your balls. Not nice at all...
Guess what... There is still another 2 hours to wait before we will be anywhere near the front which is where we collect our tickets.
Wait, I should actully say that there WAS a 2 hour wait... I actually left the group of people I was with and told them to give away my ticket for today if they could find someone to take it. Yep, I got the shits and fucked it off for today.
Now, I wasn't always this bitter... I was actually really impressed with the whole set up at Coachella... the way the camping area was laid out was intelligent, the porta-loos were cleaned every 3 hours or so and they even gave away free bottles of water.
Yesterday we had to wait for about 45 mins to get in to the camping area which was bad enough... They gave us our camping ticket, but not the tickets to get in to see the band.
Today, when we decided to brave the heat and actually go in and see the bands, we asked one of the schmucks where we needed to go pick up our tickets which we had purchased and paid for online some months ago and he pointed in what we thought was the right direction... Not so...
After lining up for about 30 mins, we were disappointed to find out that everyone had their tickets... We had to join another queue. Where was that other queue?
At the end of a line which was no shit, about 200m long and about 2m wide in some places.
Now, like I said, up until this point, everyone was saying it was the most well organised festival any of us had ever been to. But now it pretty much pissed everyone off to no end.
I was lucky, I honestly don't give a fuck if I don't see anyone apart from Rage Against The Machine. Sure there are other people I would LIKE to see, but I am not going to be spewing if I don't see them.
Everyone in my group wanted to see a band that started about 45 mins after we started lining up and they missed them... then there was this big gap with all these shit bands that none of them cared about.
Me? I missed Evil 9 and a couple of others.
Right now, I am about to log off and go watch a movie.
Fuck that queue, fuck the organisers and fuck the desert and the sun, heat, sweat, sunburn and dehydration associated with it.
I swear tomorrow I won't be such a little bitch... that is if I don't have sun stroke...
Not one fucking tree within 200m and I swear it is at least 37C.
I have been waiting for about 45 mins to get tickets to get in. The water bottle I had is now empty, the one I had in my back pack is hotter than piss and there isn't really anywhere to get a cold bottle from... Well nowhere near anyways... My arms, neck, legs and face are burnt to a crisp and sweat is trickling down my back, into my ass crack and down to that spot between your ass hole and your balls. Not nice at all...
Guess what... There is still another 2 hours to wait before we will be anywhere near the front which is where we collect our tickets.
Wait, I should actully say that there WAS a 2 hour wait... I actually left the group of people I was with and told them to give away my ticket for today if they could find someone to take it. Yep, I got the shits and fucked it off for today.
Now, I wasn't always this bitter... I was actually really impressed with the whole set up at Coachella... the way the camping area was laid out was intelligent, the porta-loos were cleaned every 3 hours or so and they even gave away free bottles of water.
Yesterday we had to wait for about 45 mins to get in to the camping area which was bad enough... They gave us our camping ticket, but not the tickets to get in to see the band.
Today, when we decided to brave the heat and actually go in and see the bands, we asked one of the schmucks where we needed to go pick up our tickets which we had purchased and paid for online some months ago and he pointed in what we thought was the right direction... Not so...
After lining up for about 30 mins, we were disappointed to find out that everyone had their tickets... We had to join another queue. Where was that other queue?
At the end of a line which was no shit, about 200m long and about 2m wide in some places.
Now, like I said, up until this point, everyone was saying it was the most well organised festival any of us had ever been to. But now it pretty much pissed everyone off to no end.
I was lucky, I honestly don't give a fuck if I don't see anyone apart from Rage Against The Machine. Sure there are other people I would LIKE to see, but I am not going to be spewing if I don't see them.
Everyone in my group wanted to see a band that started about 45 mins after we started lining up and they missed them... then there was this big gap with all these shit bands that none of them cared about.
Me? I missed Evil 9 and a couple of others.
Right now, I am about to log off and go watch a movie.
Fuck that queue, fuck the organisers and fuck the desert and the sun, heat, sweat, sunburn and dehydration associated with it.
I swear tomorrow I won't be such a little bitch... that is if I don't have sun stroke...
posted by Dave at 11:36 AM
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