Dehydration, sunburn, VIP pass envy, uncontrollable sweating, guilt, partial blindness. Ok, we're kidding about the last two. Sort of. The point is, little else could inspire a person to willingly subject themselves to such conditions like the Indio desert's annual music festival.



But there is one problem. Yeah, it's in the desert. More than two hours away from Los Angeles. So some of us, no matter how hard we long to be a part of the magic (you know, like when the sun is setting and the colored lights illuminate the palm trees), don't have the monetary, uh ... talent to close the deal. That's where we come in. Keep it here for the best photos from the festival -- from the crowds to the stage -- and live vicariously with us this weekend.