Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage

Woodstock 99: Peace, Love, and Rage

The promoters got mad when Limp Bizkit played “Break Stuff” and the crowd starting breaking stuff? Get the fuck out of here with that shit. (I’m no Limp Bizkit fan, but what did you expect the audience to do?)

At best, it’s a bunch of wet blanket millennial narcs complaining about jock rock; at worst, it feels like revisionist history. (And I say this as an avid detractor of rap rock/jock rock.)

(One talking head is an emergency first responder who said that Woodstock ‘99 was a bigger disaster than Katrina. FUCK OFF.)

The modern day equivalent of burning Beatles records or complaining about Elvis shaking his hips on the Ed Sullivan show.

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