That was well good, and I cried like 12 shades of n@@b.
I found Health to be a lot better live than on record. In terms of sound (probably because I was close to a speaker) it was ear-shattering, but/and it was really interesting to watch the guys play with all their pedals and knobs and twiddlers with the knowledge that the only raw input was a guitar.
Thanks to Christo I got a place in the middle of the barrier for the show (see he's not always a racist cunt) which also allowed Torgo to get a clear view of the stage. I can't really remember what was played (without checking to see what others posted here) but it was a big ball of fantastic, and a great one to go out on for this tour. For some reason I bawled during two songs I don't have that much of a connection to (Ruiner, and that one about telemarketing). Hearing I Die, You Die was great - I knew within a couple of seconds of the song starting why that pungasmic song was chosen, but I wish I'd paid more attention to the song on CD in the past so that I wouldn't have to wing singing along. I hope Gary doesn't guest to sing My Shadow in Vain this week, or I'll have to cause Jihad on Los Angeles.
I didn't really want to leave after the show, but there's only so many times you can run back and forth across an LA street without getting run over. If you heard Wannabe or Backstreet's Back at this point in the evening, that was us, driving questionably due to laughter.
Once again, it was good to meet everyone at the shows - either as a reunion or for the first time. If we said hello but didn't exchange names, this was us: [
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