Sam’s Weekend 1, Day 2:

Waking up to the second day of Coachella is always exciting, it’s a little different from Friday though. You’ll wake up sore no matter what you did the day the before. Due to the desert heat and all that walking/dancing, it’s impossible to avoid.

Going through security and entering the festival for a second time is almost as magical as the first. As soon as we were safe inside the Indio polo fields we sprinted over to meet our friends, who said

“You can’t miss St. Paul & the Broken Bones.”

And we didn’t. They gave us a phenomenal performance, studded in blue blazers. Using the crowd as support, Paul Janeway, the lead singer gave us his all. After having our second dose of Alabama tunes for the weekend (see Alabama Shakes, Day 1) we made our way over to the tail end of Australian rising star, Alison Wonderland. She dosed the Sahara tent with hip-hop and electronic tracks. Instead of visuals, the beautiful Australian was on all of the LED screens, showing the crowd her energy, skill & beauty.

Craving more electronic beats, we stayed at the Sahara Tent for Gramatik’s set. Let’s just say we weren’t disappointed…can Dennis really ever disappoint though? The musical genius brought out talented friend and guitarist Gibbz along with Russ Liquid. It was a party up on stage, but far back left in Sahara tent our dance moves were gathering the attention of the crowd. As Gramatik dropped the heavy bass line of “Brave Men,” we all went absolutely nuts.

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Milky Chance. Photo: Adam Maresca

Needing a little bit of relaxation post electronic-feiding, we made our way over to the German folk duo, Milky Chance, who had the Main Stage pretty full for an early set. The lead singer seemed to be sick and was pounding back honey mid songs. It was rather entertaining.


Chet Faker, swagged out in White. Photo: Adam Maresca

With just a little daylight left, we managed to catch the opening of Chet Faker – which was slower than anticipated, but picked up real quick as soon as he hit the microphone. Post Chet, we hit modern Soul music collective, Jungle, who never dissapoint. Their gold microphones and catchy rhythms really had the entire crowd grooving away.

Glass Animals was our next act to catch, and we stayed for the entire set. A rare occurrence for us these days. Their sound was identical to all their live performances I had watched, and they had absolutely incredible psychedelic energy on stage.


Tyler the Creator prancing around the Outdoor Stage. Photo: Adam Maresca

We of course caught Tyler the Creator, calling out everyone from Goldenvoice, who put on the event, to Kendal Jenner. His set was raw, but ton’s of fun. We ran over to catch the last hour of Jack White and we finally understood why this man is basically our generations definition of Rock n’ Roll.


Jack White, Main Stage. Photo: Adam Maresca

Noah’s Weekend 2, Day 2: 


First off, let me say that Saturday was the day of The Do LaB.  Those crazy burners put together one of the best parties that I’ve ever experienced in my eight years of Coachella, but lets start from the beginning.  

Fresh off of day 1, sporting a significant lack of sleep and a mild sunburn, we were ready to take on Saturday’s shenanigans.  Alison Wonderland took the decks for her much anticipated Sahara Tent set with force, getting a sweltering crowd moving.  Her on-stage antics were a little dramatic, as in I’m pretty sure she was on top of the decks or on her knees for a healthy portion of the set, but she had an excellent track list and I’m curious to see where the budding trap star will take her live sets.  Yellow Claw came on right after, and damn can they get the crowd hyped up.  They played their classic heavy trap/hardstyle set that induced one of the largest mosh pits I’ve ever seen at Coachella, with the exception of Dirtyphonics a few years back of course. 


Alison Wonderland

Gramatik gave us a little change of scenery with his funky bass style playing back to back with the infamous Russ Liquid and Gibbz.  They were shredding on guitars, trumpets, pianos, decks, and saxophones while they were up there, and it gave the Sahara tent a little reprieve from a predominately main stage EDM lineup.  Raekwon, the Wu-Tang Clan member who had played the day earlier, joined Gramatik on stage along with Orlando Napier to perform “Native Son,” their newest collaborative track. Afterwards, Orlando got off stage and Raekwon proceeded to rap “C.R.E.A.M” which went over incredibly with the crowd; everyone was singing and enjoying one hell of a special guest so early in the day. 



That’s when we decided it was time to see our brothers at the “Big Fish.”  Mid-90 temperatures and an even higher attendee count than the day prior made for a relatively exhausting afternoon, but as soon as we walked into The Do LaB, we knew this was the place to be.  With misters spraying from the ceiling, colorful fabric providing shade, people on stage with pressure washers dousing the crowd, and Hoodboi on the decks, we had found paradise in the desert.  Hoodboi’s set featured some of his classic Jersey Club sounds as well as some gnarly trap.  Although his unique house sound went over well with attendees, the 808s are what really moved the audience. We were grooving, and curious as to who would take over the next set since Kaskade had to cancel Redux.  Someone with headphones around his neck was hiding in the small crowd on stage, and as soon as I saw the flowy, vibrant shirt and long blonde hair, I knew we were in store for a tropical adventure.  Thomas Jack, the surprising, yet only suitable replacement for Redux in my mind, took to The Do LaB unannounced.  People started pouring in and the crowds, the vibes, and the dancing were getting crazier.  We were reluctant to leave, but we had to check out what all the hype around Run The Jewels was about. 


Thomas Jack

As soon as we entered the Mojave Tent, El-P and Killer Mike were spitting with full force.  The sound in the Mojave did not do their excellently produced tracks justice as the only thing audible was their voices.  That being said, their stage presence and energy were incredible and I would absolutely recommend seeing them play at a venue with a capable sound system. We needed to get our groove back on so we headed to the Yuma Tent to catch disco/house legend DJ Harvey putting out some vibes.  The tent was nearly at capacity, to our surprise, and it was hot.  Everyone was moving underneath the Yuma’s disco ball shark mascot making for a promising start to the night. 



We had our fill of house grooves and had to get back to The Do LaB for CRNKN.  Any bar that the earlier sets had set were smashed by the energy that the night brought.  Illuminated, bass-heavy, and packed, The Do LaB was bumping with some of the heaviest trap beats the festival had experienced all weekend.  Everyone was getting down, even in the mud that the misters had created from running all day.  Kraddy, the former Glitch Mob member and fucking live superstar (in my book at least), was up next.  Full disclosure, he was the best set of Saturday.  He brought the bass with him because for the entirety of his hour and a half set, I watched people don a bass-face and flail in every humanly possible way.  Fire dancers and acrobats were brought on stage intermittently which really took you out of the Empire Polo Fields for a bit.  They managed to create a world inside of a world, and I definitely think that they did it with gusto.  It was an escape from the commercialism that Coachella has so warmly welcomed in recent years; y’all need to check out Lightning In A Bottle.

Read all about our Coachella 2015 Day 1 adventures here.