I am pretty sure I am still floating out of my body from the experience of Coachella this last weekend. This event was beyond incredible and I had to ask myself how the heck it has taken me this long to get to this legendary event. I guess being a nor-cal girl, it was slightly off my radar until now. A friend said to me your first Coachella is the best and I can see where he is coming from. Anytime you go in to something void of expectation and context, you have the unique opportunity for the blissful surprise of the unknown and unexpected.
Coachella is truly the LA music festival and you know this to be true when you look up to see Jay Z and Beyonce casually hanging out back stage. No mob, no cameras, just them participating as fans in the Coachella spirit. Celebrities literally blend right in as you can not begin to imagine the amount of funky artistic boho fashion that lights up this musical playground. It is hard to tell who is who and everyone suddenly becomes equals in the common love for the music and artistry. Although I have to admit I had a difficult time keeping myself together when I turned around to see Lorde standing behind me at Arcade Fire Sunday night. I am not going to pretend that wasn’t epic because it was. It made me so excited that we were all just there to love and respect each other as artists and fans.
Lorde came out like an Egyptian goddess descending on the stage with the power of the universe at her fingertips. Even the wind came out to be part of her show as it dramatically blew her wild mane in the breeze. Her flowing garments floating back and forth across her porcelain frame. It was as if the whole universe had come to be part of that show and she captured the energy and amplified it back at us. Her destiny was there in plain site for all to see. It is no coincidence she was there on that stage. She belongs there.
Lana Del Rey emerged with an energetic field around her that literally made your hair stand on end. My friend at the show referred to her as a modern day Aphrodite. The energy of sex and lust was seeping from her. It was so electric and beautiful that her voice only seemed an extension of the divinity that shone from within her. She was brilliant and lovely and literally brought me to tears with her performance.
Arcade Fire reminded us of what an artists love and passion for their music looks, feels, smells, and tastes like. The symphony of their band was unlike any I have ever witnessed. The energy that radiated out from them was like a powerful super nova that blew us away. Every member of their rather large band gave everything they had to the audience and they ended the show with an unplugged singalong that lingered on into the depths of the parking lot as we all boarded our vehicles for departure. It was a moment that none of us wanted to end and surely none of us will forget.
It was a perfect weekend and I leave feeling blessed to have had the opportunity to be a part of it. For those of you headed to weekend two, enjoy the ride and maybe I will see you there!