Nichole looks over at Castor. They had a few songs that they knew from the 90's, but one of them had always been a favorite of theirs. "What's the line-up? Who's going on stage next?" She asks whoever can answer her.

Matt smiled at the girl he'd never met. "I guess we could go next!"

The Drummers joined Sam and his band on stage and proceeded to lead them in a noisy, yet amazing version of Primus' Jerry Was A Race Car Driver.

karoliena shudders.this many people on stage can only mean one thing...."we are the world".she and nina run to the rv to get more liquor.

Sam looks at the mass of people on stage and sighs. This was a beautiful sight. "Ladies and gentlemen, I'd advise having any small children leave the premises. The brutality that can be expected when a psychobilly, cabaret, death metal and ska band all share the same stage is off the charts. Oh, also, give a hand to my buddy Tony on guitar - apparently, he's engaged to Chloe - she's the drummer with the vagina." Tony makes a cutting motion in the air with his hand, but decides its hopeless and resigns to soaking in all the cheers from the crowd.

As Karma Police began, the band squished together. They, relative newcomers, weren't really sure what to do with all the other bands on the stage, so they just kept playing. That is until Jason and Matt dove into the audience, keytar and microphone in hand.

The crowd are completely appalled at the sheer brutality of the entire event. Every band appears to be playing over each other, and the effects are staggering. By this time, almost everybody in the crowd is pretty well inebriated, and some are driven to tears by the sheer beauty of this night.

Jesse smiles at Nina and takes another drink. He motions to Clark to play a solo.

Sam walks over to Nichole and hugs her. "This is like...an alternate dimension woodstock. It's crazy - look there's even hippies bathing in mud!"
unfortunately, he was right. several hippies had somehow infiltrated their sanctum. Neil happened to be one of them - during his brief absence he had become one with nature....and laudanum.

Nichole leans into Sam's embrase, smiling a little bit more. "No. Not miffed," She says back to Nina, trying as hard as she can not to be a buzz kill. "I think I'm just really tired."