very shallow. I don't want to be offensive in saying that, but that was my personal impression. It's obvious to me that those guys love God, and that gets communicated very well through their music without a sermon. I ended up leaving early to go catch a bit of Johnny Q. Public's set.
I caught the last few songs of Johnny Q. Public, and was very unimpressed. The last song they dragged out for literally ten minutes. The actual song was probably about five minutes long, but they dragged it out another five by just doing a bunch of silly, idiotic junk while playing the same chord for the whole time. It was kind of like listening to Chatterbox's version of "You Are My Sunshine," only not as interesting. Chatterbox's song at least has four chord changes in the progression. Anyway, after that song, the crowd screamed for an encore. I'll give Johnny Q. Public the fact that they're excellent showmen. They play off of the crowd very well. That's a very strong point. But they really need to grow in the songwriting department. They're only kids, so that should come with time. Anyway, they came back on and did their version of Larry Norman's "Reader's Digest."  To be brutally honest, if I were Larry Norman, I would have been very insulted. They ruined his song. I've heard some really good remakes of songs, but this was just horrible. I'm sorry guys, but it's the truth.
At 6:00 p.m. I went to the Underground Stage (the real indoor stage) to witness Unashamed shredding through their songs. I really enjoyed the show. They seem to even have improved. What more can I say about such a cool show? I can't say anything about how they appeared on the stage because I couldn't see a darn thing. The stage is rather low, and being the shrimpy kind of guy I am, I couldn't see over people's heads. After Unashamed ended their set, Strongarm took the stage. I liked Strongarm's cd even better than Unashamed's, so I was looking forward to this show. But wouldn't you know it? After doing a fabulous job of giving Unashamed good sound, whoever was running sound apparently lost his mind, because I couldn't make out anything when Strongarm played. The sound was horrible. I couldn't see either, so it was ruined for me. I was kind of ticked off. I left the show early. 
Sometime during the day Friday, Kevin and Stacey from My Little Dog China had shown up and we found out that they were supposed to do an acoustic set at the Heaven's Metal tent the next day. More about that later. It's an interesting story.
Finally it was time for the event of Cornerstone '95--the reunion show of The Crucified. I would have come to Cornerstone even if this was the only show I wanted to see. It had gotten cold when it got dark, so I had gone back to the motel to change into warmer clothes and get my jacket. I didn't know that it was a mistake until later. I got to the tent for the show only to find that there was absolutely no way I was going to get a good view of the show. I had not had any intention of getting into the mosh pit up until then, but standing outside that tent trying to see, I just kept thinking, "I must mosh. I must get into the pit."  So I tried to work my way through. It took me a few songs, but finally the mosh pit was in sight and I was about five people away from it. At that point in the crowd, it was like a massive bumper car ride. It was like the whole crowd was a massive mosh pit. It wasn't, but the movement not only allowed me to get over to the mosh pit, but

actually kind of forced me over there. So here I was in the middle of a sweaty, smelly crowd with sweats and a jacket. I worked my way into the mosh pit and started circling. At first it was kind of a lame pit, but it kept getting better. More people joined the mosh pit and it became really congested like I remember those old Cornerstone mosh pits being. It ruled!! A word of advice. If you haven't moshed in about two years--DON'T!! I was in such pain later on, but it was worth it. I was so freakin' hot with that jacket on, but it was worth it. From where I was I could actually see The Crucified playing also. It was an incredible show. The sound wasn't very good, but the performance was great. I watched the band in between moshing and resting. By the end of that show I was exhausted, exhilarated, and just plain thrilled. I slept like a baby that night.

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