The single most annoying thing about this whole festival is the overlapping sets. Every 50 minutes it’s Sophie’s Choice. Do I want to see The Rapture or Mazzy Star? For $329, I shouldn’t have to choose. By the way, The Rapture delivered one of the best sets of the day on Friday evening. The second most annoying thing about Coachella is everyone’s blasé attitude. The crowd isn’t there to see just one act. For each entertainer, a cluster of die hard fans gathers towards the front, and almost everyone else could give a fuck. Some artists work to win the entire crowd over, and others seem defeated by the unrelenting heat and too-cool-for-school vibe of the sweaty masses. Seriously, they could announce that Jesus, Whitney Houston, and Santa were going to sing a medley and the level of enthusiasm would amount to a few sparse golf claps. Jesus, who cares about Jesus? I saw Jesus front row in ’99. Third, I’m not so sure about the second weekend format. All the artists kept referring to deja vu feeling of performing two weekends in a row. It ain’t deja vu for us mutherfuckers. Keep it fresh. Give us a worthy experience. As you know, we are all so jaded out here in the desert sun.