wowza

Well. I just had a whirlwind week of music. Some peeps called it fauxchella. Arguably better than Coachella b/c I slept in my own bed each night instead of camping in the desert. (stop laughing, I know, I don't exactly camp at festivals...) Either way it was amazing, tonight was a great end cap to a very dancey week. I'm off lot now for a few days. My own personal highlights were the Dead Weather (who are entirely creepy and weird and cool all at once) and those sweet little cutie muffins Vampire Weekend. They didn't do anything out of the ordinary but they're just great and sweet and cute and little button muffin pop tarts. So there. My fauxchella rocked hard. Minus the hot sweaty crusty gnartron desert.

ps I could lie right now and say I'm gonna blog more but we both know the truth. The truth is I'll really try.

pps this blog is drunk.