Korn

Sugar Ray launched into their heavy chugging rap attack and wasted no time getting the crowd fistbanging, headslamming, bodysurfing, and that whoa-whoa thang.

Five kinda white/hispanic guys with mics and bats and lottsa tats. They’re trading their raps and stompin’ around, while the drummer’s chillin’ in the back.

The breath-to-a-snarl vocals of Jonathan Davis led the force with subtle croaks and jackhammer raps. One of the most insane pits since the late 80s.