Best moment: Arcade Fire's post-closing parade. In typical Arcade Fire fashion and more reminiscent of a Vietnam protest than a Coachella headliner, they refused to let the midnight sound cutoff cramp their style.
Social networking was changing my views on Coachella and those views were rubbing me the wrong way. It was starting to feel that if you're a super cool person and if you're a somebody, you're at Coachella. I didn't like that one bit.
I was taken back to childhood days of dancing and singing along to the radio with my older sister, Danielle. There is -- and always will be -- something magical about sharing the dance floor with the person who has been able to finish your sentences.