The '92 Lolapolooza, Ice Cube, Body Count with Ice-T, Red Hot Chili Peppers, Nine Inch Nails, Ministry, Soundgarden, Jane's Addiction, Pearl Jam, Stone Temple Pilots. Got there early, crazy group of the new wave hippie chicks in tow, we were droppin' acid like it was woodstock. I stopped counting at 8. Lost a nipple ring in the mosh pit, got thrown on stage and flipped off Eddie Vedder, smoked a joint with one of my idols - who was in the crowd but not on stage (Mr. Evil himself, Glenn Danzig, the monster midget!) Met Mr. Rollins (also in the crowd, was doing a spoken-word the next night.) That shit was the best. I remember, Ministry on stage, my chest is caked with my dried blood, there's a stack of people waiting for medics, from the mosh pit. The sky was electric purple, the clouds were a faded lead grey, but highlighted with electric blue and silver. "Stigmata" was playing, the wind picked up -- everything smelled like orange juice+shroom juice, weed, and booze. I watched the clouds fly by, and realized that I had transcended, and could never see that place again. My kind doesn't get to really "see" that. It's one of the downfalls. That night, I saw it, it was all clear, I knew both sides -- I remember all of that. I know tomorrow won't be THAT. But, maybe it'll be a glimpse ahead.
Oh, and Cornell came out while Body Count was playing, then Ice Cube walked out. I think it was Pearl Jam's drummer, and some other guitarist. The state had said they would arrest Ice T if they played "Cop Killer." So, during the body count set, a super group came out, and Ice Cube sang. Police come toward stage, Body Count and Ice Cube's security stepped up, the crowd surged a bit, the police fucked off.