Thanks for writing this, Charlie. Couldn't have come from anyone better.

You painted a very vivid scene. Reading this sent a wave of anxiety through me and I felt sick. Shivers.

"Extraordinary and tragic." Yep. This was one of the most bizarre experiences of many of our lives.

I've tried to push it out of my consciousness (contrast w/ Big Cypress, which I happily look back on for inspiration). But I'll never forget the feeling of 70,000 people breaking down at the same time during "Wading" OR... the feeling of 70,000 joyously throwing down during "Drowned."

Like some of the band, I was in a bad chemical spot during Coventry. I passed out and missed most of the "last" set. Never happened to me before. I awoke to the smell of mud and the realization that THIS was done. Sick. The mud. The fucking mud.