I remember it quite well...the odor of pot high in the air, thick as fog, the women all passed out around your ankles, the occasional mosh pit or two hits you. Ahhh what a night that was. Seeing Perry Farrell standing beside me and watching Tool perform at the same time had me wondering how the fuck I got in that spot at that moment in time, with those very people. I am the only one that remembers probably.