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Even though I was in a dazed state of jet lag, I agreed to go with Kyle to the Nine Inch Nails concert Saturday night at the Hollywood Bowl. I'm not a big fan, but enjoy the occasional song. I'm also not a huge concert lover - crowded, smokey, beer smelling places are just not my scene anymore. But this proved to be excellent thrapy for my jet lag and we had a blast. The funniest part had to be right before the show started. We hear a wierd noise to our right and turn to see the guy 2 people away from us puking his guts out. Mind you, the concert hasn't even started yet. He puked all over his feet and a bit into the row ahead of him. He then spent the concert in a drug and/or alcohol filled daze, although sometimes he would flail around like he was having a seizure. A few times he kinda passed out, folded on the seat in front of him. I really thought the 2 punk rockers seated in front of him were going to smack him at some point, but everyone just laughed at him. I give the 3 women with him medals of honor for babysitting him, he was a real pain in the ass.
And the concert? It was fantastic. The band has so much energy and power, plus, they bash up the stage. That alone is entertainment. I love the Hollywood Bowl because of the curfew - by 11pm sharp the band was off the stage. I do not, however, like Hollywood on a Saturday night. It took us 1 1/2 hours to get home, and we live 15 minutes away. I never realized how many hipsters drive around Hollywood looking for a good time. Plus, there was some foul garbage & smoke smell in air that permeated the entire neighborhood.