Nedtelling: Coachella 3 dagar igjen

I morgon set vi oss på flyet til Las Vegas, der skal vi vere ei natt, og så køyrer vi til Palm Springs.

Fredag 13. april startar Coachella, festivalen eg har utan tvil tenkt “dette må vere verdens beste musikkfestival”. Eg er så spent at halvparten kunne vore nok.

Fredag  får vi velje mellom dette: 

Dagens video vert difor headliner The Black Keys.

Nedtelling: Coachella 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4 dagar igjen!

The Shins

Explosions In The Sky

Wu Lyf

Andrew Bird

Dr. Dre & Snoop Dog

Jeff Mangum

Nedtelling: Coachella 14, 13, 12, 11 og i dag: 10 dagar igjen! (nesten)

Dette var eit håplaust prosjekt. Det går ikkje an å blogge dagleg, gjer det? Denne tittelen stod igjen frå før påske, og vart lagra som kladd… Korleis får ein det i så fall til, å blogge dagleg…? Her kjem uansett fem videoar, og sidan det no berre er fire dagar igjen kjem resten om litt.

Mazzy Star

Beirut

Justice

Flying Lotus

The Dear Hunter

 

Fin blanding dette, men av desse er det spesielt Mazzy Star og Beirut som eg helst vil sjå. Når eg tenkjer meg litt meir om, er dei særs høgt rangert på prioriteringslista. Har sett Justice to gonger før, noko som var heilt sjukt feitt kvar gong, men som sagt. Eg får gåsehud av dei to første…

Nedtelling: Coachella 18 dagar igjen

Stygge, stygge teksten, søte, søte jenta, harde, kule musikken. Uslåeleg kombinasjon. AZELIA BANKS, 212:

Hey, I can be the answer
I’m ready to dance when the amp up
And when I hit that dip, get your camera
You could see I been that bitch since the Pamper
And that I am that young sis, the beacon
The bitch who wants to compete and
I could freak a ‘fit, that pump with the peep and
You know what your bitch become when her weave in
I just wanna sip that punch with your peeps and
Sit in that lunch if you’re treatin’
Kick it with ya bitch who come from Parisian
She know where I get mine from, and the season
Now she wanna lick my plum in the evening
And fit that ton-tongue d-deep in
I guess that cunt getting eaten (5x)

I was in the 212
On the uptown A, nigga you know what’s up or don’t you?
Word to who made ya
I’m a rude bitch, nigga, what are you made up of?
I’m-a eat ya food up, boo
I could bust your 8, I’m-a do one too, fuck ya gon’ do?
I want you to make bucks, I’m a look-right nigga, bet ya do want to fuck…
Fuck him like ya do want to cum
You’re gay to get discovered in my two-one-deuce
Cock-a-licking in the water by the blue bayou
Caught the warm goo in your doo-rag too, son?
Nigga you’re a Kool-Aid dude
Plus your bitch might lick it, wonder who let you come to one-two
With ya doo-doo crew son… fuck are you into, huh?
Niggas better oooh-run-run
You could get shot, homie, if ya do want to
Put ya guns up, tell your crew don’t front
I’m a hoodlum nigga, you know you were too once
Bitch I’m ’bout to blew up too
I’m the one today, I’m the new shit, boo, young Rapunzel
Who are you, bitch, new lunch?
I’m-a ruin you, cunt (4x)

Ayo (ayo), I heard you’re ridinExplaing with the same tall, tall tale
Telling them you made some (made some)
Saying you’re grinding but you ain’t going nowhere
Why you procrastinate girl? (-nate girl)
You got a lot, but you just waste all yourself
They’ll forget your name soon (name soon)
And won’t nobody be to blame but yourself, yeah

What you gon’ do when I appear?
W-when-when I premiere?
Bitch, the end of your lives are near
This shit been mine, mine (x2)

[Verse 3 - Azealia Banks]
Bitch, I’m in the 212
With the fifth cocked nigga, its the two-one-zoo
Fuck you gon’ do, when your goon sprayed up?
Bet his bitch won’t get him, betcha you won’t do much
See, even if you do want to bust
Your bitch’ll get you cut and touch you crew up too, Pop
You’re playing with your butter like your boo won’t chew cock
The gun, too — where you do eat poon, hon?
I’m fucking with you, cutie-q
What’s your dick like homie, what are you into, what’s the run, dude?
Where do you wake up? Tell your bitch keep hating, I’m the new one too, huh?
See, I remember you when you were
The young new face, but you do like to slumber, don’t you?
Now your boo up too, hon
I’m-a ruin you cunt

What you gon’ do when I appear?
W-when-when I premiere?
Bitch, the end of your lives are near
This shit been mine, mine (x2)

Nedtelling: Coachella 19 dagar igjen

Your name is Deborah, Deborah! It never suited yah!

 

Nedtelling: Coachella 21 dagar igjen

Tre veker. Det er ikkje lenge det. Jippi, jippi, jippi! I dag er det Santigold som skal høyrast på. Ta på deg solbrillene, len deg tilbake, nyt litt Beastie Boys og digg med!

Now you mutter and you stutter and you putter don’t stop
I got in your heart and I shook you up
In a bind now your caught by the fear setting in
Choked on the thought that you don’t it again

Nedtelling: Coachella 22 dagar igjen

Ser no at den forrige vidoen ikkje verkar, men det får berre vere. Dagens video skal fungere. I dag hadde eg nesten ikkje tid til å gle meg, men ei låt som har festa seg i dag er Florence + The Machine, med Dog Days Are Over. Har nok noko med det vakre veret å gjere!  Digge låta. Digge festivalen.

Nedtelling: Coachella 23 dagar igjen

Og dagens video vert… Madness! Det deilige ska-bandet frå 70-talet med blåserekke… “Our House”, #Baggy Trousers” og favoritten: