I’ve done a keg stand. At a big party, you get a metallic keg of beer. You take the tube and you put it in your mouth, then your friends hold your legs in the air while you’re holding the keg. To be quite honest, I’m not entirely sure why. All the blood goes to your head, and your mouth fills with beer. It’s quite a fratty thing to do, but I just wanted you to know I’m capable of it.
There’s nothing like getting yourself into character and seeing a different person. It really wears on your vanity.
In which Jaime required coffee in order to sit through the wedding vows. [x]
"As for the women, they just might be the strongest, bravest, wisest female characters to grace a major network screen since Cagney and Lacey." [x]
SPIN: Coachella 5 Best Friday Sets
There’s a lot about Haim that makes these sisters of the San Fernando Valley seem destined for arenas, and not all of those factors make sense side by side on paper. There’s the perfectly produced staccato pop of a song like “Falling,” which live sounds just as polished and twice as acrobatic as it does on Days Are Gone — Michael Jackson parsed three ways. Then there’s their propensity for shreddy Zepplinesque blues jamming, exemplified by an extended cover of Fleetwood Mac’s “Oh Well.” There’s that innate siren-like charm, juxtaposed against bassist Este Haim’s incredible scowling O-face (the theatrical tragedy mask made funky), and that freaky sibling mind-meld thing that happens when they wind up harmonizing on an adlibbed, “Come on, Coachella!” Pretty like pop and ugly like rock, but the reason it meshes so well feels familial.