I kind of envy the guy who felt like this show was church. It was my first show too, but for me it felt like a cult meeting that I definitely was not a part of. Pretty much scared the shit out of this sheltered smalltown dork. I didn't get it. It would be years before I got it. I lost the people I came with for most of the second set, stone cold sober and the YEM vocal jam was like a satanic seance. I genuinely feared the people around me might suddenly attack me and tear my body to shreds. I felt like the only person in the room with no idea what fuck was going on. Opening to Antelope was so quiet I assumed everyone around me was just cheering for the fuck of it because there was no way they could possibly tell what song this was. The jam was so pulverizing I was just like 'what the hell kind of music is this? IS THIS even music?' I felt stunned and dizzy. Looking back it was certainly the greatest jam I ever witnessed It didn't dawn on me then but obviously it was pivotal, struck me much more deeply than I realized and was the genesis of what would eventually become a life obsession. Don't remember much after that except my car was rammed by what looked like a deer on the way back to Milwaukee. I suspected it was actually the Dane County Antelope.