311 in St Louis about one month after 9-11. That crowd was so loud I couldn't hear the band for like the first thirty to sixty seconds. Everyone needed a good time, like just needed it. A friend had also just recently committed suicide (I was there when we found him). Life was dark.

During the encore they played 1, 2, 3 which has a line It's all right to feel good, it's all right for nothing to be wrong. Tears streaming down my face with the joy and release of the show. It was close to what one might call a religious experience.