Who cares? Once again my official stance is that Coachella is about as close to hell on earth as you can get. It’s even worse than Burning Man. But if you are into the idea of cramming into a field with about a billion other people, paying $75 for a cup of water, cooking all day in the sun, going deaf, and generally being as miserable as you can be without being in jail, then here’s the line up info you’ve been waiting for. I’ll be hanging out in bro-free LA, enjoying some air conditioning.