An unparalleled concert experience! From Angelo walking on the backs and armrests of the seats all the way up to the grass spewing what I now understand to be his trademark spoken-word slam rant, to the enormous Fishbone logo curtain dropping to reveal the band, to the 45 minutes or so (my mind wasn't paying much attention to anything so pedestrian as time) of super-tight playing by a band who all knew just what to do, to Angelo stripping nekkid while screaming "Fuck censorship!" several times and then sticking around to play maybe three more songs in just his skin, to this exchange:
Walt: "Hey, Angelo. What do Lollapalooza mean?"
Angelo: "It mean 'Fishbone,' don't it?"
this performance turned me from a kid whose friends liked Fishbone to a young man begging co-workers to cover my shift so I could see the show at the Edge in Nov. 95 (never made it).
I'm forcing myself to give this show only 8/10, since I don't remember any of the music (had never actually sat down and listened to any before that day) and can only rate the outstanding brilliant showmanship of it.