Nine Inch NailedMy Swarthmore friend April Chan used to have a crush on Daniel Day Lewis. When the Downward Spiral came out, she developed a major crush on Trent Reznor.The show was in a school gymnasium. Marilyn Manson inspired the crowd to maim and massacre their parents followed by freaks from the Jim Rose circus hung concrete blocks from their nipples.
She wanted to go to a Nine Inch Nails concert, but I think she was a little scared of the potential for bodily harm. I didn't think there was any, I agreed to accompany her to a show in San Jose on October 3, 1994.
When NIN started, I made my way within ten feet of the stage. The hordes of black clad teenagers were undulating wildly. A terrifying crowd situation where I was involuntarily shifted ten feet in three seconds, ever at risk of losing my footing and slipping under the throng.
I was pushed on top of a woman who was on the floor - she was screaming - "I'm going to die! I can't breathe!" in utter panic - the sound of her voice terrified me, as I was myself buried beneath the buckling bodies. I thrust my hand up and yelled "there's someone under me - let me up!" I was hoisted out after some of the most harrowing seconds of my life.
I lost a shoe for a little while, found it, and retreated to the back of the suicidal sway.I made eye contact with a big haired blonde san jose girl in blue jeans and a gap shirt, she came over towards me, me to her. We hugged, groped, kissed, and necked for twenty minutes.
Meanwhile, a thirty by twelve foot screen projection of maggots wriggled as the crowd chanted, "I want to fuck you like an animal."
We parted without ever saying a word.
It was a pretty intense evening, thank you Trent.