“Good morning. We welcome you on behalf of the Ethiopians.
“We’re gonna get started in just a second. We’ve got some great bands on the lineup, and we also have George Thorogood. Both Durans are here. Joe Piscopo is one of our celebrities, so who knows what crazy mishegos is gonna take place? Piscopo’s a wild card.
“Some short announcements before we get started.
“There is a blue Chevy Caprice in the parking lot with its lights on. License plate number RVA-119.
“Fuck Paul Simon.
“And finally: Philadelphia, you are a rock and roll town. Like my good friend Huey Lewis, who can also go fuck himself, says: the heart of rock and roll is in Philadelphia. We couldn’t do this show anywhere else. So, that said: please do not throw D batteries at the performers. If you want to keep throwing them at the cameramen and roadies, then go to it. But not the performers, please. If you must throw batteries at the stars, then keep it to a double-AA.
“Except Stephen Stills. You can throw car batteries at that putz for all I care. You see what he’s wearing, that putz?
“Look at him. Captain of the USS Cocaine. Putz. I’m wearing a long-sleeve button-down shirt with shorts and I still have moral standing to critique his outfit. That’s how much of a putz he is, that putz.
“Okay, so here we go. Feel free to get loose with each other and boogie. Tee-shirt concessions are open.”