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In case yer hot for the Hots.
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Dunno, man... it's taken them almost a full hour to start sounding like they mean it.... Concert goers didn't used to put up with stuff for very long. I think they oughta either get on it and stay on it or go away. And... whut... I used to be able to appreciate the guitar here and tonight? Not so much. Not at all.
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Wish I woulda tuned in an hour and a half late. Flea = half sweaty oaf + half sweetheart. I know the guys in the mixing booth hold it down for a long time to build it to a crescendo, but I just hate that action and am sick to death of it. Truly, the first hour of this show was utterly not worth the no money we paid for it. Then it gets kind of okay and ends up very okay for the last song before the encore... where they doodle around like they did before only with the sound guys not making them seem puny. Crass concert formula. And I think Flea's the only one who cares about it anymore.
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