Coachella Valley Music & Arts Festival…simply known as my nirvana

For eight years and counting, since I last set foot on the lush grass of the Empire Polo Field. Yet, the ache in my heart persists, a testament to the profound absence of you, Coachella. You were more than just a festival; you were my sanctuary, my nirvana amidst the arduous whirlwind of coordinating with countless department heads to birth this monumental event, all while grappling with the unforgiving embrace of the desert sun.

In those moments, I found myself immersed in a surreal dance, where the sweat of labor mingled with the electric energy of welcoming music legends and titans of industry to our hallowed grounds. Coachella, you were the culmination of joy and exhaustion, a paradoxical blend that defined my existence during those 15 years.

And when my time on this earth comes to its inevitable conclusion, it is here, amidst your vibrant tapestry of sound and art, that my ashes will find their final resting place. Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival, or simply Coachella, you will forever hold a piece of my soul.