Beach, schmeach. When I need to get out of the city I head for the desert. A recent trip out with Heathervescent‘s crew found us in Joshua Tree, shooting at Uri Geller-style contraptions, building Big Ass Fires, and–when it was crash time–staring at the stars as I fell asleep. They were so crystal-clear and multitudinous that they seemed like a blanket of a million lights, a canopy of stars. You can never see these kind of stars in LA. Maybe you see one. Or two. I had so much fun on that trip, but by far what took the cake was the vista of the night sky as I fell asleep.
The only thing missing was good music.
Cleverly addressing this issue is Clean Air! Clear Stars!, a music festival out in J-Tree–Pioneertown, to be exact. It’s LA’s finest folk, alt-country, psych-cowboy and indie rock out among the gorgeous scenery of LA’s high desert, and should be effing aMAYzing, a dust-flavored, whiskey-tinged, peyote-colored smorgasbord of music and art paired with one of CA’s most austere-yet-sublime [ed’s note: please, please know the real meaning of that word] settings. Highlights include Gram Rabbit, Sabrosa Purr, Highway (with Peter Holmstrom of the Dandy Warhols), Silver Rockets (featuring Paul Dillon of Mercury Rev), Lion Fever, The Tyde, Stevenson Ranch Davidians, Spindrift, Winter Flowers, The Moon Upstairs, Xu Xu Fang and a metric fuckton more. Full lineup here.
Be sure to visit Joshua Tree’s finest sushi establishment while you are there.
Blogged to Thee More Shallows‘ “2 AM.”