AKA, their last show on American Soil. It was badass. The second that the first note of The Shape of Punk to Come was hit, there was a massive surge forward (like it wasn’t packed like a can of sardines already) and I was basically on the barricade. I was probably the youngest person there and everyone was probably in their late 20’s/early 30’s and they were easily one of the most energetic crowds I have ever been in, besides all of the Coheed crowds. During Tannhäuser / Derivè (last song of their encore) I saw the crowd split in half, which I figured was going to be a wall of death, but then I saw this guy get on all fours and this guy took off and jumped off the other guys back and nearly hit the stage with his face. It could easily be one of the most ridiculous things I have ever seen. Shit was rad though. Its funny though, Refused was never popular until after they broke up. So glad I was able to witness it.