I distinctly remember waking up one morning and finding this on POE-TV. It really got under my skin for a while. It was Budd Dwyer all over again.

In case it isn't obvious, the most compelling thing about this all-too-compelling document is the real time aspect. The whole world changes in 13 minutes. It wasn't the moans of the dying that captured my imagination, it was some guy desperately searching for his girlfriend, calling her name over and over.

Or at least, that's how I remember it. I'm going to take my time deciding whether to return this time. But I voted for it. It belongs here, if anything does.

I actually did research on "human stampedes" for a disaster healthcare class in my Masters, and they're a myth. At least, there is only one legitimate case of true stampeding. Most people, even with limited exits and in dark/smoky settings are quite well behaved and won't just trample over people. People instinctively seek out loved-ones too during mass panic episodes. It made me feel better about people in general, knowing that.
But, the myth of people turning into a bunch of crazed beasts when faced with danger endures, sadly.

this really is one of the most awful visual documents imaginable

a hundred dead, over two hundred injured

headphones recommended!

A bouncer kept people from using the band's exit as the fire grew!

Despite the hopeless speed of the fire that was a very quick response on the part of the fire department.

That's what you get for going to see a band with a light-show.

I've met enough people who were at this that I don't have any intention to ever watch it.

The most notable were the mother/daughter Great White superfan duo who followed them like the Dead. They were lucky enough to get out OK at least, and would come into the shop where I worked to look for rare Great White albums (apparently that's something that exists) from time to time.


Also, this was used as a pretext to shut down just about every really good venue in Boston and killed the music scene that was pretty much the center of my social life up there. Neither Boston nor Providence ever really recovered as far as I'm concerned. There are still small basement and loft shows but nothing on the scale of what was going on until the winter after this happened.

Why is this here again and why did you fuckers vote it through?


fuck you lostmoreorcs

This is Craig, still in Nola with the Squas trying to pick up the one pieces, posted under the wharf drinking on 211s and banging foils

This is one of the most horrible things I've ever seen. I had to shut it down not too far past the front doorway part. If anything was more deserving of the "what Hell sounds like" tag I don't know what is.

That said, this needs to be on here.

Less government regulation and building code bureaucracy means more freedom!

Shit, that IS really clear audio!