No imagining it for me, I was there then and it was fuk’n beautiful. So much blood and treasure has been lost, broken and stolen in the 45 years since. As beautiful as it was back then, and fun to be a part of for the most part, it was an era of great deceptions. The forbidden fruits of a Weimar society were fifteen years earnest in the making. I look back into that crowd and wonder how many died from drugs and alcohol. How many families were destroyed by feminism. How many grew obese adults sickly in front of the electric jew. How many threw off the Christian beliefs of their parents for new age horseshit. How many landed those dream jobs helping build the fucked up technocratic shit hole we live in now, knowingly and unknowingly. How many died or were maimed for life in the sick perverted interests jew bankers and their lackey pos politicians. How many went to prison or insane from the drugs those same assholes brought into this country by the tons. I could go on and on, I’m sure you get the point. So yeah, in that moment of time. In that place. With that band. With that song. In that stadium, filled with all those beautiful young, hopeful White Americans it was indeed something to imagine. And yet, it was also something else that was hard to imagine, something sinister and deceitful. Carried out by those that controlled, completely unopposed, every fucking thing those young White impressionable children of American heritage saw, heard and learned. So here we are today, and it is even more unimaginable. When I look back at those days, I can’t really say I do so with much fondness at all. More so I feel robbed of a nation and a people. Robbed of who we could have been. I feel even sicker for the generations that have followed and the destruction done upon them through deception and manipulations. Nonetheless, the guitar work done by that band on that day is unequaled in my humble opinion. Collins and Gaines tore that shit up.