it must be so easy for coachella

coachella 2012

everyone wants to be there, always.

hey radiohead wanna come?

um, sure.

hey dr dre wanna play with snoop dogg?

helllll yeah

hey black keys


then they get a cup of coffee and dial up Justice and Girl Talk

whose phones ring in the Goldenvoice waiting room

hey at the drive in do you wanna get back together?

i wonder if eminem or ice cube join dre and snoop

i wonder if le butcherettes steals the show

i wonder if people will fall asleep quicker during mazzy star beneath the stars or cat power beneath the stars

or bon iver

it’ll be bon iver.

they retired the name bon for singers

a long time ago.

all i want is everything.

mr cartoon

is that too much to ask?

i want the ladies to love me and then leave me alone

i want the cubs to win but not think they can sell bleacher seats for $50.

i want collaboration on things, but i want to maintain my solo career.

i dont wanna ever have to wear anything but swim trunks, sandals and cubs hats

yet i want to be taken so ridiculously seriously that

when i walk down the street they say yo thats him.

i want to never hear from the xbi again

but i miss crime fighting and flying

that delicious chopper one.

i also want to stop using electronic devices on sunday

even though thats the day my creativity flows.

im a burping contradiction.