We were probably raging in the same area, Jeremy, on the concrete across the way from the opening to the First Aid station to Mike's left. I was the Dominican Pogo Stick raging along with some of my other friends and one of the absolute most in-tune-to-the band audiences I've ever had the privilege to rage along with. Nobody talking to each other, nobody checking their phones, just strict attention to the musical conversation occurring between the band themselves while involuntarily moving one's booty to the nastiness that was being laid down all night long. Great review, totally captured the spirit of one that Father Time will look back at very fondly.