Butterfinger and Mounds just returned this morning from seeing Roger Waters (of Pink Floyd fame) at the scorchingly hot desert music festival known as Coachella just outside Palm Springs in Indio, California. I should have gone. I am sure I would have been complaining incessantly about the heat, frustrated by the number of people and lack of adequate bathroom facilites, but this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to see one of the greatest artists perform my absolute favorite album - Dark Side of the Moon. To say I am kicking myself for being lazy and making excuses that I needed to stay behind for the dogs would be an understatement, applying forceful, traumatic blows to my temple would be more accurate.
April 28th, 2008 | Entertainment, News, Nostalgia, The House | 2 comments