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We’ve all heard about Coachella, but have you heard about Outside Lands Festival? Perhaps a less strict more eclectic version of a music festival, OLF is a 3 day music festival located in Golden Gate Park in San Francisco. Not only does it feature musicians of the past and present but it boasts a wide array of local restaurants bringing their favorite noshes,wine and beer tastings and art–all within the gates.

Here is my personal Outside Lands music lineup:

Friday- Beck, Die Antwoord, Andrew Bird, Neil Young & Crazy Horse, Justice

Saturday-Zola Jesus, Alabama Shakes, Big Boi, Passion Pit, Sigur Ros

Sunday-Franz Ferdinand, Regina Spektor, Jack White, Stevie Wonder, Skrillex


More on my first big music festival experience afterwards!


I’m not a fan of U2 (didn’t have to have that awesome red & black U2 RazR phone either), but I am interested in hearing U2 covers done by the likes of Nine Inch Nails, Jack White and Patti Smith. That release will be October 31st.

I’m obsessed with Massive Attack’s track “Paradise Circus” off their album Heligoland. On October 17th, they release a limited edition 12″ collaboration with Burial. Apparently, “Paradise Circus” will be featured in a 12 minute rendition, as well as another new 12 minute song called “4 Walls.”

Speaking of Burial, here is another collaboration I’m excited about! Burial/Thom Yorke/Four Tet with the song, “Mirror.” If you’ve been reading my blog, you know how crazy I am for Thom Yorke. This is a must hear.

Another female voice that appeals to me and hailing from the UK. Go figure. If you’re a fan of Florence + The Machine listen to 21 year old Elena Tonra of Daughter. “The Wild Youth” is Daughter’s 2nd EP and will be released November 21st. Listen to “Love” and “Home.” Obsessed with “Home”:

Los Angeles band, Pepper Rabbit, juxtaposes cheerful melodies with sad and lustful lyrics in “Allison.” Welcome to any obsessor’s lonely island; a place where one’s love song pairs youthful, happy melodies and the lyrics: “You make me into a creep.” If you’re not really listening, you might think Xander Singh’s is something other than an ode to obsession.