Except that it is!
This past weekend I embarked on a journey into the desert. I packed all my sparkly clothes into a backpack, hopped on a plane, jumped into a car and headed to the magical oasis that is Indio, California where the music festival Coachella takes place.
Everyone and their mothers (including my mother) were sending me articles about Coachella. They were titled things like, “What You MUST Wear to Coachella,” “Coachella is For Douche Bags and Trust Fund Babies” and “How to Be Seen in the Coachella Scene.” The articles made me giggle and I formed a judgement about what Coachella would be like and what type of person would be there. I decided no one would be like me.
When I got there I had a completely different experience. Yes, there were celebrities dressed in outfits that costs thousands of dollars. Yes, many people were trying to out-cool each other. And yes, some people were there for the scene and didn’t care at all about the music. But…
Who cares.
We are all responsible for our own experiences at a music festival. If people want to hang out backstage waiting for the paparazzi to capture a photo of them looking cool, that’s their adventure. If others want to do a ton of drugs and totally forget they are even at a music festival then that’s their adventure too. For me, I wanted to have a musical adventure so that’s what I chose to do.
When I see people who weren’t at Coachella saying that Coachella isn’t about the music, they are wrong. Or maybe they are right. It just like all music festivals are whatever you want them to be, but if you weren’t there you don’t know.
The weeks leading up to the festival I was totally judging the people of Coachella. I was making fun of them and it was because I was intimidated. By bringing them down it made me feel better about myself which as we all know doesn’t really work. The silliest part is, none of it is even real.
The reality was that I danced like a bunny rabbit on acid to ACDC. I immersed myself into the EDM world when Kygo was doing his thing and to my surprise was majorly impressed. I was covered in goosebumps the entire time Florence and the Machine were on stage. I ate a six course made from scratch dinner while rocking out to Jack White. I got taken to church by Hozier. I discovered new bands and opened my mind to music that I thought I didn’t like. I danced with people that before Coachella I thought were nothing like me.
The truth is everyone who was at Coachella last weekend was not that different from each other. We’re all just doing our things. Don’t let other’s experiences become your own. Be a badass and do your own thang!!! Choose your own adventure.
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The awesome in me sees and bows to the awesome in you,
