Of course, was amazing.... beyond belief. Sadly, there was so many high schoolers there that it kind of killed my buzz. Still, great music, great show...
Friend who was still 20 tried to get in with a fake ID and got caught. We pleaded with the bouncer and offered her $40, and she took the cash and turned the other cheek.
Anyway, two songs in and the entire floor turned into a mosh pit. I was crushed, pulled and pushed every which way until randomly, I was in the very, very front. Well, I facilitated that along a little myself... but anyhow, I got some pretty great pics out of it. Creepily, this random ass guy grabbed my arm half way through a song and tried to pull me toward him... and I totally kneed him in the crotch to get him to let go. I know, classy.
By the time the concert was done, I was drenched in sweat (and not my own) and exhausted from fighting the crowd. Planned to just go home, shower and then head out to a friend's 21st B-day bash at a Artica.... but was so exhausted and beset by a bad case of the muchies that I literally just went home, ate half a loaf of fresh Ciabatta, and passed out until three in the morning.
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