Coachella 2014: Motörhead, vicious and viciously loud

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Moterhead_@_Coachella_by_Scott_Dudelson

Who: Motörhead in the Mojave Tent
In 3 or Fewer Words: It’s f***ing Motörhead!
Memorable Because: Things that living legend Lemmy Kilmister took Sunday night: the stage by storm, the virginity of at least three women (probably), the future hearing capacity of a crowded Mojave Tent. Lemmy’s worsening health made this a can’t-miss on the Coachella schedule, and those that didn’t skip were treated to the highest level of musical aptitude on any stage any night – played at the loudest volume imaginable. Would you have it any other way? Lemmy looked like a man on the precipice of death, haunting the stage with his terrible visage, fighting-off mortality by howling into the night beneath a bed of shred. Where else can Slash make an appearance and only be the second most iconic rocker in sight? This show kicked ass from start to furious finish. A high watermark of the weekend.
What I’d Tell My Friend Who Was At Jhené Aiko: You got Drake, I got Slash. Who’s story is going to sound cooler 10 years from now?
– Ben “Mouse” McShane (Concert photography by Scott Dudelson)