we wormed our way in through the vip entrance with snazzy blue wristbands [thanks kaylin!] and stowaway lenz. we were in.
dresden dolls take their close-ups in the vip area.
unborn babies and small children with their parents were representing all weekend.
diplo, m.i.a.'s dj, wakes up the sunday sleepyheads in the sahara tent.
ramping up energy for the day, listening to diplo's eclectic beats.
perfect corndog with mustard and amazing but hot-as-hell corn on the cob. cornerstone of a nutritious breakfast.
homersattva: the best tattoo seen that day. check the matching slippers.
sixtoo breaks out some abstract and atmospheric beats. good stuff.
the crowd listening up to the mostly instrumental work of sixtoo.
it appears that i'm about to get a beat down.
getting up close and personal with one of the killing machines conjured up by the robochrist crew.
a couple of the other metal beasts and the mechanical baby who got destroyed later on that day.
the crowd wedging in close for ...
sri lankan/brit rapper m.i.a. she lifts up the gobi tent with her sequined outfit, quick delivery and happy energy.
boy and mom get down to the miami bass/ragga type beats.
the futureheads work the main stage.
adorable tegan and sara on the outdoor stage with their crisp voices, easy banter and finally listening to songs other than 'walking with a ghost'.
excited to be alive and seeing all this.
but maybe not as excited as this guy. he rocked. dancing up a storm at tegan and sara.
lenz, joann and i taking in the indie/catchy songs.
soaking in as much of the late day sunshine as possible before the weekend ends.
wet t-shirt contestants at the mini oasis waterfall. lenz sad that she lost to chris.
we learned to lie in trash and be okay with it. waiting for ...
mister roots manuva.
before.
and during.
chris and brian all giddy and jumping up and down shrieking like schoolgirls. can you believe it?
manuva and his wicked beats drew a smaller crowd than i expected, probably due to the split with z-trip next door for the hip hop heads.