Rather than be creative and write my own review, I think I'll mostly just add to Jason and Eigch's reviews with my own spin on the events...

I left around 9:15 AM from Cincinnati...had a completely uneventful and boring ride to Detroit. I believe I arrived around 1:00PM or so...I had no trouble finding the venue, but finding a place to park was a different story. Most of the lots I saw wanted too much $$$ or were only open certain hours. I wanted to park on the street and just feed the meters until 6PM, but when I finally found an open space, I looked on the meter and saw that it was $0.25 for 20 minutes. To keep feeding that for 5-6 hours would cost as much as a parking lot, so I went about my merry way. Finally I saw a sign right across the street from the venue for a church parking lot, $5.00 for the whole day. I waited patiently while someone went inside and fetched the guy who handled parking. I asked if it would be alright to leave my car there until around midnight, and he sort of eyed me suspiciously (I was wearing all black...no Manson shirt though) and asked where I was going. "Uh, I'm going around the city and to visit some friends". "Alright, that'll be $5.00". I walked down about two blocks, ducked into a doorway and put on Jay's still-fantastic Dayton shirt and my fur coat. I walked down to the venue and was rather annoyed by the number of people I would be behind in the line. This would prove not to be a problem. I sat around trying to keep my coat open enough to expose my shirt, because in Cleveland I gave Zepp a letter to deliver concerning some gifts I had for the band, and I wrote within the note that they could recognize me in Detroit by my 666 shirt. After a while it started to sprinkle a little bit, so I used that as an excuse to move up ahead of about 6 people and sit under the overhang near the doors. After sitting there for like 10 minutes, some girl started talking to me, and invited me to sit with her in this little tent that had been erected under the overhang, for some reason. Pretty much just sat around and bullshitted with this girl and her friends for a few hours. After a while, some girl from the venue walked up and started taping the venue rules to the insides of the glass doors. After she was finished, I tapped on the glass and tried to get her to crack the door a centimeter so I could ask her something, but she was either unable to hear me, or just unwilling. Bitch. So, I had to embarrass myself by talking rather loudly to hear through the glass doors. I told her that I had gifts for the band and asked if she could send a member of Manson's crew out to talk to me. She shook her head "no". Fine, screw you, I thought. Not too long after that, they erected barricades around the side of the venue and Manson's bus arrived. Manson and Rose ran out...Manson was wearing a long blue coat and sunglasses, and waved to us as they quickly ran inside. Ginger bounded out after him. Someone next to me was talking to Aaron, so I called Aaron over and told him about my gifts, and he said that he'd be out there for a few more minutes and that if I went and got them, he could deliver them. I quickly ran to my car and got the gold record plaque for Dr Hook's "Cover of rolling stone" and the dr hook t-shirt and ran back. I handed them to Aaron...he asked if I wanted them to go to Manson or Twiggy. I thought about it for a second and said Twiggy. Aaron told me Twiggy was still on the bus, and that he'd go deliver them right then. He walked up on the bus just as Twiggy was coming out...he handed the plaque to Twiggy. Twiggy took it and was sort of turning it over in his hands for 5 or 10 seconds before taking it back on the bus for safe-keeping. Then he quickly ran inside. At that point, my secondary goal was accomplished so I went back to the line. Now it was time to find a ticket. I had been hoping to see Erika/Chknkller there, since she told me in Cleveland that she might have an extra floor ticket. Hours passed...I was walking up and down the line with a sign indicating my dilemma, but the only people who responded must have thought I was a complete sucker. I talked to one scalper who told me he wanted $75 for a floor ticket. I told him to forget it, and that if he changed his mind I'd be at the front of the line. I talked to some other doofus looked like years of sniffing airplane glue had fries his brain cells...he told me he wanted $90 or something, and that the girl behind him paid $150 for her ticket. fuck that! Around this time while I was walking up and down the line I happened to hear music coming out of the side doors...FUNDAMNETALLY LOATHESOME! It sounded really good live, and it was actually coming out through the doors rather clearly. Unfortunately I only caught the last half of it. Talked to some other mousy kid who told me he wanted two balcony tickets for one floor, then later told me he'd straight sell me a floor ticket for only $90. Note to Detroit spookies: don't drink the water, or you might end up like these people. Finally, two of the girls I befriended before the show found some scantily-clad females who were willing to sell me a floor ticket for the somewhat reasonable price of $50. Done deal.

Jason wrote:
>We never did find Erika, BTW (this is the third show >that she has eluded us), and neither did Jeff Davis, >to our knowledge.

Nope...after the show ended, I waited near the bottom of the stairs for the crowd to disperse a bit. I never saw Erika come down the stairs from the balcony, which is where I had assumed she'd be if she made it.

Jason wrote:
>There was some guy from a local church >walking around handing out little american flag >toothpicks and asking for everyone's money, but that >wasn't quite a protest.

That guy wasn't from the church...he was just a bum. He came up to my car window and gave me one...I gave him a dollar in exchange. He tried to tell me he needed a three dollar donation. I said fuck that and gave him his flag back. The guy from the church ran him off, then came up to my window and apologized and said that they try to keep the bums off of the property, but sometimes they sneak around.

Jason wrote:
>So Jeff has the honor(?) of being the very first list >kid who I have ever met in person in the 3 years + >since I joined.

Wow, really? It's a shame I wasn't in a more talkative mood, then =)

Eigch wrote:
>Freebird was played approximately 14 hundred times... >that is a loose estimate, due to the insanity that >washed over my mind at about number 5

I was actually sort of digging the music at first...I didn't know who it was until Freebird came on, though. It was cool the first few times, but after hearing the same few songs about 5 times, it started to grate the nerves.

Jason wrote:
>Jeff and the singer spent a lot of time communicating >to each other via the horned hand.

Yes, I gave her the sign of the beast 2 or 3 times, and she did it right back every time. It made me feel like a rockstar to have a rockstar do that to me...(did that make sense?) =)

Eigch wrote:
>also we saw jeff davis...
>he was a nice fellow.
>and the lead singer of 12 rounds was hitting on him.

No comment =) But I will say the eye contact I was getting at times was...interesting. It was making me do the involuntary "*melt*" smile...

>what a looker! hehe.

Me or the lead singer of 12 Rounds? ;)

I got the guy with the blonde fro's setlist:

Something's Burning
Sunshine
Bovine
2 Miles
Me Again
Come on in out
Pleasant Smell
Freddies Dead

Jason wrote:
>So then The Wall begins to play. I have to say that >this is my personal all-time favorite between-set >music choice, because I love the album so >much that I don't mind listening to the whole thing. >It even makes the time pass faster. So, during the >middle of Nobody Home, the lights went >down...

I don't know...personally I preferred the tape they were using during the SLC tour of Diamanda Galas overdubbed with Cedarmont Kids Christian Choir, but I guess the Wall better fits the mood of an MA show. A slight correction here...they made it through Disc 1 of the wall, and then put on Dark Side of the Moon. I believe it was sometime during Breathe that the lights went down.

Here is Jason's setlist...slightly corrected...
TRG
White World
Cake and Sodomy
Mechanical Animals
Speed of Pain
Posthuman
Rock is Dead
Sweet Dreams (with a short jam-thing at the end)
Dope Show
User Friendly
Lunchbox
Don't Like the Drugs
Rock 'n' Roll Nigger
ACS
TBP
IHA

That's only slightly corrected, and probably still wrong...

Jason wrote:

>He also Put the microphone down his pants at one point >(Cake and Sodomy?), and when he took it out, his penis >sort of flopped out with it.

He did this during a few songs I think...I was fairly far back during User Friendly, but that may have been where this occurred.

>It disn't quite stop him, though, because when Jeff >was pulled out by security (I didn't see why - Jeff? >Was there any particular reason, or were you just >being smashed too much? I hope I didn't contribute >too much to that...), he tried to wedge his way into >the spot.

It was a combination of things...it's the first time I've ever had to actually get *pulled out* from the barrier by security. I had forgotten to remove my undershirt before the show started, so that probably contributed to my overheating faster than usual. In addition to that, I was in a situation where I was slowly sliding along the barrier to the left...I couldn't get a good grip because of my sweaty hands and arms. I was in a position where the only way I could keep my barrier spot was to hold on with EVERY OUNCE of strength in my body, and it was to the point where it was taking so much out of me just to maintain my spot that I wasn't enjoying the show any more. I believe I asked to be pulled out during Speed of Pain. I wasn't ready to pass out exactly, but I was getting there. I thought it best to just get pulled out and walk to the back and the show from there than to pass out completely a few songs later.

Jason wrote:

>Pogo took this opportunity to smash his keyboard into >millions of pieces. It was really quite impressive.

Yes, it was...I wonder why he did that? Are there even any keyboard parts in Rock N Roll Nigger? Maybe he just got bored standing there the whole song, or decided to just say "fuck it" and go back to his little strap-on keyboard, which he was using for the rest of the show. It was truly something to see...pieces flew everywhere. It was probably better than the time I saw Twiggy smash his bass. I think something may have been up with Pogo that last night...I believe the first time I looked over at him (probably right when the show started) he was sitting down indian-style.

Jason wrote:
>we went back to the floor in time to see IHA... it was >good, but it didn't get finished.

I think it was more a case of Manson decided he didn't want to do the song than any outside problem. He came out in the cop's uniform, but I don't believe he even bothered doing his little speech beforehand, he just had us do the chant. I don't even think they made it halfway through the song. It was notable that the anti-flag made an appearance, though...