My third Coachella and by far the most difficult time crusing in. I was caught in one endless single-file line of cars filled with impatient fans. Maybe it’s because the festival is now three days long, maybe it’s because two of the days are sold out, maybe it’s because the music doesn’t start until 2 p.m. or maybe it’s because the parking was poorly organized? Either way, I’m here and that is good. I have three days of music ahead of me concluding with the reunion of the mighty Rage Aaginst the Machine. If it’s possible, I envy me.