Things I learned at Muse's San Diego show on Friday
Lesson #2: Dare I say it...the sweat of Muse fans in a hotbox totally kicks the ass of sweaty hot gay men at Tiger Beat. The most disgusting thing? Unless you count bathing in gallons of sticky, smelly perspiration from the back of the guy in front of me/on my left/on my right, I didn't even take a shower until the next morning. Eeew.
Lesson #3: Contrary to what I have been told, San Diego kids DO dance at shows!
Lesson #4: Muse is fucking amazing...although I think it would have been as equally amazing if singer Matthew Bellamy demanded that the entire crowd follow his lead and sing along in their best falsettos.


