M.I.A. says:
"I need some people up here on stage. I need some people who are going to go effing crazy. Security! Let them up. Whoever--come up. You leaders. Come up here on stage."
Her buddy says:
"Bring some ganga!"
Minutes later, the crowd storms the stage, nearly pushing off pink clad singer.
M.I.A. says:
"Okay! Thank you. You have get off now. Nobody can see. Go back. You have to get down."
Friend says:
"All of these people and nobody brought weed? Are you effing kidding me?"
See the play-by-play here all weekend. Expect adult content, and possibly Bob Dylan.
Friday, September 14, 2007
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