While I do remember being frightened at several concerts way back when (usually issues concerning going to the toilet with drunks lined up behind me, or being hit by a stray firecracker); I would say the only thing to add to the above clips are that the "twisted teenagers" displayed on the show are the same people that I sit next to at concerts now (emphasis on the word sit). They drove their fat asses to see Metalica or Iron Maiden, in their Ford Tauruses, and probably brought their nine year old sons along for a blast of nostalgia. They leave early because they have to be at work early the next morning. Those are the ones that turned out good. The ones that turned out bad are now rotting their minds on Celine Dion or Dave Matthews. Weep, weep, for a lost generation. You can't blame Ba Ba Wa Wa; she tried to warn us.