AP PHOTOS: Coachella continues with Weezer, T-Pain and a Bernie Sanders appearance

Coachella's second day featured high-profile guests from Hollywood and Washington, D.C., an emotional performance from Weezer and a peaceful transfer of power between electropop stars. Then there was Flava Flav joining the Yo Gabba Gabba characters on-stage to rap 'I love bugs!"
The cultural breadth of the influential Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival was on full display Saturday at the Empire Polo Club in Indio, California.
Sen. Bernie Sanders of Vermont and Rep. Maxwell Frost of Florida traveled from a Los Angeles rally to the desert to introduce Clairo, praising the 26-year-old singer-songwriter's political activism.
Less than an hour earlier, Charli XCX commandeered a minimalist stage where she was joined by Troye Sivan and Billie Eilish, with an audience that included Oscar nominee Timothée Chalamet in the front row wearing a big smile and a backpack.
As for that power transfer: After last year's 'brat summer," the English pop star concluded her 'Girl, so confusing' performance with New Zealand electropop star Lorde by declaring 'Lorde summer 2025.'
Sanders' appearance wasn't the day's only dose of politics. Billie Joe Armstrong adjusted the lyrics of Green Day's set-opening 'American Idiot' to declare he's 'not a part of the MAGA agenda" and changed lyrics in 'Jesus of Suburbia' to 'running away from pain like the kids from Palestine.'
T-Pain brought mash-ups and covers to the main stage, singing Journey's 'Don't Stop Believin'' and Chris Stapleton's 'Tennesee Whiskey."
Earlier, Weezer delivered a dozen songs in a well-received performance featuring 'Undone (The Sweater Song)," 'Buddy Holly' and a cover of Metallica's 'Enter Sandman.'
The band played four days after bassist Scott Shriner's wife Jillian Lauren was shot and injured by Los Angeles police. Lauren, an author of two memoirs, was arrested and later posted bail after police said she pointed a gun at them.
Band members didn't specifically address the incident, but frontman Rivers Cuomo told the crowd, 'It feels so good to get out here with you guys and let out these emotions.'
Coachella kicked off Friday with Lady Gaga headlining with a crowd-pleasing, extravagantly theatrical, five-act performance. K-pop star Lisa drew a massive crowd to the Sahara tent and Benson Boone announced his second album and sang 'Bohemian Rhapsody' with Queen's Brian May on guitar.
The festival runs through Sunday, with another round of performances April 18 to 20. Travis Scott headlined Saturday night on the main stage with Post Malone set to perform in the final slot Sunday night.

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