In my case, it seems as if everything musical has been relegated to a tertiary position to life and living. Maintaining relationships, raising kids, making ends meet, cleaning after the dogs, making sure there is something quick to eat, gassing up the car, washing the bird poop off the driveway, those things seem to have priority now. But I am willing to bet that were I a teenage girl now, knowing how eclectic my taste has always been, I'm pretty sure I would have known or heard or liked many of the musical entities listed in this poster.
Now, I am happy to (at least) be able to recognize the headliners for each day. I can guess at where the name Zeds Dead came from, but then again, that shows my age and my penchant for movies. Yeah, I think I would have made every attempt to attend the first day of Choachella because, frankly, First Aid Kit sounds more like a necessity in case of emergencies than anything I would ever imagine listening to. Though, along with Dr. Dre, there is "somebody I used to know" (Gotye) and, of course, Beirut on that last day. And who doesn't want to hear Pure Filth Sound on the second?
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