June. 1996. End of Junior Year at the Tibetan Freedom concert at the Polo Fields in SF. The day introduced me to MUNI and Boone's Stawberry Hill (you know you feel me). I obviously had awesome sunglasses.Crosby and I went into the pit for Rage, because we are brilliant. One of our friends was wearing birkenstocks (because we were cool) and her feet were VERY bloody. Someone crotch-grabbed-hoisted Crosby in the chaos and she crowd surfed out. We lost her for awhile, and during that time, she was interviewed by Spanish television.
I saw Foo Fighters for the first time that day as well. They were all new and fresh from the turbulence of Nirvana's end. I was standing on a hill, next to a line of port-o-potty's, watching Dave get all angry at the microphone. I wondered if he could see me.
And in that field, on that beaten down grass I saw people having sex. Sure, the blanket was just moving back and forth, but even me, in my 16 year old-wine buzzed-heat stricken-MUNI chasing form, knew what was the what next to that boxed wine box.
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I was there too! It was on my 17th bday!
i was there too! with brandy and megan. a car load i think. i saw pavement, beastie boys and some other stuff i forget.
me three! me, scotch polson, justin staska, ----saw people havin sex, some dude peed right in front of us, got trampled when the beasties came on and smashed all the fruit in my back pack it made a fruit smoothie, gave bob hall a ride in the back of my honda civic(he was 6'9"!!!)thanks for the flashback...
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