Lightning "Fucking" Bolt!

Last Night was unbelievable. I've been to a few concerts, and I've moshed before, but this was one of the most orgiastic, dionysic experiences I've ever had. First of all, what a setting. You walk up a narrow staircase, pay a requested donation, and then spill out into this little warehouse-like room above an auto clinic. There was hardly any room; people swung from the rafters and crowded walls. And I wouldn't say people danced, but rather they exploded. There was no room to fall, and long as you pushed and kept your hands up and in front of you, there was nothing to worry about. At one point, I made it up to the front and was about two feet away from the guitarist, which was more exhilarating than I can describe here. However, next time, and there will be a next time, I have to remember to bring water in, because there was a time when I felt like I was going to throw up or lose consciousness, so I stumbled outside and then walked to the rite-aid for some water. When I eventually got back, the concert ended, so that kind of sucked, but I had enough anyway. See that picture to the right? It's the album cover to Lightning Bolt's Wonderful Rainbow, and if you don't have it, you should give it a few tries. Turn the volume all the way up, invite all of your friends into a small room and turn off the lights, and you will begin to understand.