I went with my brother and a friend. It was the friend's and mine first time, but my brother went to the last one.. Anyway, it was pretty good. I'm not a die hard fan of MM, but I can relate to a number of things he says and enjoy the musical style. Helmet was cool, the non singing guitarist was VERY good! Unfortenly the crowed wasn't really worked up enough so there wasn't a whole lot of dancing. Rasputina got boo'ed a WHOLE lot and their dresses where in danger of catching on fire from all the cig buts being thrown at them.. They would have been cool but it was so loud that you couldn't really hear anything except for the drums and a scratching sound. Mr. Manson was quite something, to say the least. The crowd really responded to the music, with about active pits and everyone else jumping up and down.
Lunchbox was probably my favorite song, but Anti-Christ Superstar was quite something.. I almost caught the holy bible that he ripped up, but I didn't jump high enough :(. It was REALLY cool when he was walking around on the stilts! I need to get a pair of those.. You could see the little stage people running around getting him into them though, and that sucked.
Yes, he did cut himself in the chest.. Not much though, just a long scratch that didn't seem to want to clot. When he was talking before Anti-christ superstar, it was hard to understand what he was saying but it sounded pretty cool ("and we will not stand for the police state mentality that is christanity" and "Who would want to go to heaven with all the assholes?")
The strobe lights where prehaps the coolest part, as I've never actully seen them in action before.. You have to experiance it to belive it! Everything is so jerky and your mind can't respond to what you are seeing.. It very much reminded me of when I was sick and having fever dreams/hallucinations.
I dunno, but it seems like at every concert I go to I see the same people. Or maybe just the same looking people.. There always seems to be a redneck with long hair and a beerbelly flailing around without a shirt, drooling all over the place, and of course the people who are about 6'5" running around. But that's what makes it fun. What WASN'T fun was the kid who was throwing punches.. Suprisingly noone took him out, and he was there until the very end, punching away. And the little preppy kid with crappy black lipstick who had a chain around his fist at the edge of a pit trying to impress his girlfriend.. Some slightly drunk guy came up and told him to put it away, cause if the kid hit him with it he would kill him.. So the kid's mother (who was huge, wearing a leather jacket and drunk [with a very red face]) steps inbetween them and starts threatening the drunk guy. But the drunk guy relized that the mother was dumb as a board and backed down. The kid's gf took his chain from him.
Concert? What concert, I just went for the people. All in all a great time was had by all. Esp my friend who managed to bum a few beers from someone, and then followed some lady who was wearing just a thin lace shirt (no bra) around the entire time.
I also found about 3 pairs of broken glasses on the floor after it was over.