“F**k you I won’t do what you tell me.” Except that part about not starting fires at the Coliseum. Apparently, then, we have to do what they tell us.
Rise Against. Muse. Rage. Saturday night the bands went off. All three bands were fantastic. To avoid a 90,000 person mosh pit they split up the floor into 9 areas. Each of the 9 had a pit, but it worked perfectly to make sure things didn’t get out of control. And if you were planning on committing a crime, this past Saturday night was your window of opportunity as ALL cops from within a hundred mile radius were there, standing by, waiting for…whatever.
Then, after the show, driving around lost near the Coliseum was not so fantastic. That part of town, which closely resembles Afghanistan, just before we attacked, is a little sketchy. After a lovely 45 minute tour of where all of L.A. throws it’s trash, we made it safely home.