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Rabbit says the orchestra pit is an advantage when staging a musical, and "the lay out works...
...gone, I was forced to tolerate stadium seating and a snack bar at the rock concert. But the event, lovingly called the "Sick and Twisted" tour, was more a spectacle than a concert. At an outrageously early 6:30pm, Mindless Self Indulgence mounted the stage to rile up the pit. They did not have to do much. Sporting some of the largest, strongest, angriest, most steroid-filled men and women in New England, the pit was the most violent this side of the Running of the Bulls. Filling the entire rink floor, the predominantly shirtless Centrum patrons ripped into...
...crowd, focusing on the more attractive girls in the crowd. The moment the camera would focus, the girl (regardless of age, from 14 to 40) immediately flashed the entire crowd, to the catcalls and cheers of all. Two girls, riding on the shoulders of a few men in the pit, began making out and groping each other for the delight of all the shirtless males in the place. For 20 minutes, a constant stream of (hardly) consenting women revealed their bodies to a crowd of meatheads. Entertainment has reached a new level of something, though I do not know what...
...girls screamed with estatic anticipation. Without wasting a moment of dialogue with the crowd, Korn blitzed through the set. Lasers, lights, an inflated rag doll, three video screen, and gigantic speakers pulsed through the crowd, throwing everyone into a bass beat thrashing. Bodies flew through the air in the pit, while Korn-dogs in the stands forced their way past guards onto the floor. Pandemonium ensued to the tune of "Got the Life," "A.D.I.D.A.S.," "Faget" and "Freak on a Leash." After two encores, Korn finally closed with a supercharged version of "Blind," eliciting more thrashing and tearing when one though...
...embraced Korn's image, the readers cannot keep up with the live lifestyle. Unfortunately, No Doubt has fallen prey to the monster of mainstream appeal and teenybopper crowds. On the way out of the Centrum after Korn, I saw a small boy, barely eight, staring down at the emptying pit. "Did you like the show?" I asked the catatonic child. His father replied "It was his first concert." Oh, that hurts. Should have picked No Doubt, my boy. Things may never be the same after Korn...