DECADES

Coachella, the desert music festival itself, is a disgusting death trap. A dust filled snowglobe with ten different wind up music cranks going at once.

I knew this going into it. My previous experience with Coachella was in 2006, and as a high school senior I was enchanted by my first music festival experience. Depeche Mode, Madonna, Animal Collective, Dungen - it was an amazing year.

But now I am an old woman who couldn’t care less about the meh lineup and potential Tupac Shakur holograms. But the tickets were free, so I decided to put my aging 25-year-old body to the agony of heat, sound, and drunk/high people.

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I wanted to blow the lid off this band before anyone else in the blogosphere had had the opportunity to own that claim. A few have, but I don’t care about sending that lid farther across a the veritable football field of the interwebs.

I first heard about Savages about six months ago when a friend played with them in NY at their first show in the US. He immediately texted me explaining that I would be all over this. He has me pegged for a post punk junkie and sure enough, after YouTubing “Flying to Berlin,” off of their first double A side “Flying to Berlin”/“Husbands” released on Pop Noire, I was a believer. 

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Coachella, weekend two, is approaching. For those embarking on the journey, Kat Nadler offers a helpful and ever practical pre-coachella prep list to help you make the most of your weekend. 

1.Browse dumpsters for the perfect headpiece.

2. Save trash bags so you don’t have to use the porta-potties.

3. Bring all 2012 issues of J-14 magazine for autograph-ops.

4. Research the difference between Scott Peterson and Drew Peterson thanks to Lifetime Original movies. Unrelated to Coachella, but still occurred during my preparation.

5. Purchase extra callus scrubbers for late-night foot cleansing.

6. Spend hours on Instagram reviewing the images taken at last weekend’s Coachella. Then realize that everyone used some sort of “hippie” filter. Or is this haze because you’re wearing sunglasses while looking at Instagram?

7. Google “Fozzie Bear Propeller Hat” to see if you, too, could pull off the look

8. Practicar tu español en caso de que los mexicanos hacerse cargo mientras estoy en Coachella.

9 .בדיוק כמו שעבר, אבל הפעם בגרסת עברית

10. Contemplate hiring pet monkey and/or goat and/or capybara (world’s largest rodent) to fan you during the weekend

11. Invest in Dasani (Coca Cola) stock to ensure water brand of choice will be present. Not for drinking, but for dousing fellow music listeners. You see, other brands leave a sticky feel where as I’ve found Dasani has a nice smooth, dried water feel.

12. Research each and every band that will perform to find out their favorite animal/snack/book/movie and create gift accordingly to throw on stage.

Iggy Pop doesn’t wear a lot of makeup.  He has a very working class, almost animal face.  In the right temperament his eyes become crystal balls, so huge that you want to rub your hands on them.  Usually they’re contained in some mascara and eyeliner aura. 

I don’t look anything like Iggy Pop.  I have some mid-western farm stock features that have been pissed upon by Irish elves.  When I become Iggy Pop, I wear a lot of make up.  When you put on make up and take the step onto a makeshift stage, you invariably say to the audience, I am not here to fake an ounce of funk.  Unless your Billy Joel Armstrong, or something like that.

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Thanks to everyone who made it to our Winona Ryder tribute night at Lost Weekend.  We’re one step closer to making printing dreams come true for Issue Two! For those who missed it, this is what is looked like. Photos by Chris Stevens.