Before I begin, I'd like to say "Ow," because my teeth hurt. At last I've overcome that silly childhood fear of dentists, and have learned that in the long run, overcoming fear isn't half as painful as submitting to it.

Anyway, Modest Mouse and company were a blast. Some highlights from each of the artists, straight out of the mouths of myself and those I was in the company of:

KINKY: "mas y mas mas y mas mas y mas MAS Y MAS mas y mas..."
MODEST MOUSE: "Look!"
"What, the guy in the blue?"
"Isn't that Isaac Brock?"
"It looks like him... but he's just standing there, tuning that guitar with the roadies. Shouldn't he be preening backstage or something?"
HACKENSAW BOYS: "You know, it's strange, but banjos and fiddles are perfect for warming up a crowd to a hip-hop act."
DE LA SOUL: "No, I don't smoke pot, but that's very generous of you, man."
"Err, no, I'm good. Those girls behind us might appreciate a kind bud, though."
"Hey Robert, what is it people smoke if it's in a tiny metal pipe like that?"
THE FLAMING LIPS: "I think the smoke's coming from the smoke machine... wait, isn't the smoke machine off to the side?"
"I think so. Oh, there's a fire in the amp racks!"
CAKE: "Hey, if we left right now, I bet we'd beat the traffic..."

...as an aside, no one was expecting the 'Lips show to be quite that crazy, but I suppose that when you mix that many drugs, college students, pieces of electrical equipment, and Battle Royale clips, the unexpected is to be expected.

Other than that... my teeth hurt. I leave for Iowa again in two weeks or so, and I'll try to post more between now and then, just not right now. Maybe I'll include a diary of my Quest for Financial Aid! But maybe not. For now, you'll just have to divest yourself on this fine collection of regression candy - Square 1 Television.

I will have "Less Than Zero" running through my head all night now... blast...