I'm going to miss Coachella for the second year in a row. I was really looking forward to an entire weekend of good fucking music accompanied by dehydration, sweating in every crevace possible, meeting strangers, singing along at the top of my lungs, bare skin, dirty toes, belligerent drunkeness, & getting lost in crowds and mosh pits.
Just my luck, I'm fiending for some new tunes and the crap they play on the radio nowadays could hardly be called music. Every song on my iTunes has been played over and over and "You Know What" kind of loses it's sparkle after hearing it for the 20th time.
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