Monday, September 20, 2004
My friend Skinny Bean from Denver observed that there was a stampede after the end of each set as people streamed from one end of the park to another in groups of 5-10,000 and that the haze from all the trampling got larger and higher each time. When I got home I blew my nose and was not particularly startled to see black stuff in the kleenex.
But it was lots of fun, and not nearly as hot as we thought it would be. And the music was amazing.