Since my third home and brain development center as well as the only real indie music shop in the area closed down. I've been lonely in the world. I don't even buy CD's anymore. I don't even know what is up in music anymore. I do know that The Strokes on the cover of Spin looked as if they were all thinking, "More cocaine, please!"

Oh shit folks are sure pissed about the Coachella line up this year. Damn! People are pissed. "Where are the Pumpkins, man?" "And The Police man, what the fuck." Damn man, I bet text messaging signals produced when that line up was announced had an impressive level of static electricity. "Ah fuck man, no Dinosaur Jr. either…shit!" "Or Bono?! Fuck." Yes people are indeed a little bummed I 'spose. But look on the bright side of things. Be positive! I can't wait to see sober Maynard looking old and slow during "Prison sex." It's like the Nine Inch Nails of last year. The smelly hippie with the fat dimer will replace the creepy gothic dude of last year. Oh shit, it's Reggae fever! Watch the fuck out! So I guess this means even if my cleverly stashed joints do get taken away somehow I can still score a fat dimer, maybe some shrooms or even some gypsum root tea off of one of the many "burn-out looked dudes" lurking around every corner looking "chill." Even if I have to bring an extra 200 bucks cash in with me to chug three ounce shot glasses of "Heinie." Having a steady buzz is the only way to keep my mind off the fact that the sun is only ten yards away and leaving my tender skin ablaze. This year is all hippie trash style. Cut-off cargo pants and b-ball jerseys—yeah show off my new tribal arm-band with nautical star flare…two birds, one stone.

I'm pretty excited on the line-up I guess. Dungen is stoking me out lately. Common was a great fucking pick for sure. But really, Franz-fucking-Ferdinand! The next night should be The Killers for Christ's sake. I mean don't get me wrong, they're good bands but enough is enough! And another thing, who the fuck is Carl Cox? I think Dungen and that guy should change spots even if it is on a different stage. I'm predicting that the ultra-cool and trendy "scene-ager" population will be at an all time high this year since everyone's 80's throwback favorite Depeche Mode, and "the type of people that read Vice" favorite band, The Yeah Yeah Yeah's are top of the list. Yes, Depress Mode indeed. Hold on! I'm looking at the line-up right now and I spy She Wants Revenge. Sweet! More Carlos D-ish body doubles running amuck. Hey remember that English hot-shit band that went from "is that a House band" to everyone's favorite band in what seemed like lightening speed. Yep, Bloc Party, they're here too. In my opinion The Dears, Dungen, and Ladytron will rule. And if The Walkmen play, "The Rat" then it's a rap. I've got to be honest in saying this but shit, Coheed and Cambria are going to dominate. Shit…that took balls to say but I said it. Also this time I'm fucking with Adam Mast to the max. He'll be so mad his head will look like a thermometer blowing its top. Can't wait for that. Remember Adam; you have to be in drive for the door to shut.