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To: Peach who wrote (16664)	9/1/2002 12:04:12 PM
From: Jorj X Mckie	Read Replies (10) \| Respond to of 17639

OK, here it is. My nephew turns 16 in a couple of days and for his birthday, I got him tickets to Ozzfest. I originally bought 3 tickets, one for me and then one for him and a friend. Later, I bought two more tickets on EBAY that were better seats. This meant that I had a couple of extra tickets for lawn seating. This is key because I was dreading hanging out at the Ozzfest for 12 hours alone. So, I invited my BIL at the last minute. He said "sure, cool". So Josh (my nephew) invites the one friend that I told him that he couldn't. This starts things off a little tense, but ends up not being too much of a problem. I picked Josh up at his house and his mother made a special batch of lemonade for my BIL and I. More later on that. We made excellent time driving out....only about an hour and a half. This meant that my plan of arriving late so I would have to endure less of the show went afoul right away. I spent the extra $10 to have premium parking. Which worked out well. Nice park like parking not to far from the gates. We got there and Josh and his buddy wanted to get going right away...this was around 10:30am. I gave them the "behave yourselves, don't do drugs or you walk home" speech (I have finally turned into my Dad) and sent them on their way. My BIL and I hang out a bit and fill our water bottles with the earlier mentioned lemonade and then head for the gates. It's about noon at this time. At the gate they tell us that we have to throw out our lemonade. We looked at each other and turned around to walk back to the minivan. See, we weren't about to throw away lemonade that was spiked with 3/4 of a bottle of Absolut Citron. So, we go back to the van, pop a DVD into the child pacification system and watch "True Romance and swill our lemonade over the next couple of hours in the comfort of the air conditioned minivan. (special responsibility note, we knew that we were going to drive home around 11:00pm, so we figured to drink early so we would be sober for the drive). Then we head to the concert. As we are walking to the gate, we are noticing all of the confederate flags on the cars. My BIL leans over to me and says "I think that I am the only black man here. I haven't seen a brother yet". He was wrong, there were at least two other black men there. But not too many more. So, we found a comfortable spot to hang out. I picked it out because it was an obvious spot for people watching and it also looked like a place where a mosh pit would form. I scored with my location selection because it ended up being the place where all of the chicks, errr, I mean ladies, were flashing. I was also right about the mosh pit forming in the area. The group the established this particular pit came and stood right in front of my BIL and I. This isn't overly meaningful except that they all had "White" tattoed on their left arm and "Pride" on their right arm. I suggested that we find another location. My BIL says "what, you don't trust them to behave?" I said "nope and I don't see any brothers around here that are going to jump in and save your ass, so it would be you and me against 55,000 other people. I don't particularly like those odds.". Not two minutes later, the whole mosh pit erupted into a mini riot. Early in the day, there were very few mosh pits, as the day wore on though, it became impossible to avoid them. We would be standing there watching the concert and then a few feet away somone would start a trash fire and BLAMMO, next thing we knew, we were standing in the middle of a mosh pit. When security came to put out one of the fires, the crowd got a little pushy and extra security and cops were called in. Mini riot number two. And this one brought out the mace. Amazing how quickly crowds disperse when that stuff comes out. Considering my proximity, I assure you that I was at the front of the retreating pack. The only two bands that I cared about were P.O.D. and Rob Zombie. Once Rob Zombie finished his set, my BIL and I headed back to the van to catch a little nap and then, still inspired by the day's events, watched "Fight Club". When Josh and his buddy got back to the minivan, I made the suggestion that they choose a different kind of music to like. This is because the Ozz crowd is officially the ugliest and dirtiest group of people I have ever seen. Sheesh, if you are going to go rub elbows with a bunch of people, they might as well be clean and physically attractive.