At homecoming, we inevitably dislike what the University of Alabama has chosen as the official musical act to perform live. Therefore, we wanted to get our own, and interfere with theirs. Actually, the cops have only stopped us once, in 1997. At this "Alternative Homecoming," we invited the Natives, Stone Weasel, and Blip. And we're proud of the fact that these concerts cost nothing--to us or the audience. Proof that some folks will still do stuff because it's cool, and because it's fun to trip circuit breakers.

	Soft, pastel colors really improve the station's image.
	Self-promotion and graffitti go hand-in-hand.
	First thing you do is get David over to hook up a bunch of sound and light stuff to one weak 70 year old outlet in the front of the building.
	Each year we also get the University of Alabama's Million Dollar Band Drumline to perform. Each year they deny there are initiation rituals.
	Because Engineer Nick doesn't have enough to do, we make him video tape too.
	When the sun sets, we introduce Wolfe with great fanfare. Wolfe so graciously introduces the Natives, who play first.
	The Natives hit the big stage / steps.
	A grandiose view of the band and the mighty Roman columns of Reese Phifer Hall.
	The Natives bask in the glow of the Intellibeams.
	Scott (lead vocals, guitar) is mighty colorful.
	Jeff (vocals, bass) makes things vibrate.
	Things break. Nick checks. Nick fixes.
	Stone Weasel played next. It was one of their last concerts together, and I wanted some good pictures of it. So naturally, we got TWO, and they were screwed up. But at least the two pictures of them were screwed up in a neat way.
	I'm not sure what happened here. But the nuclear blast effect on Brandon is cool.
	Meanwhile, back in the studio, Lee yammers on.
	Lee does his best Jerry Lewis impression.
	Jennifer and Zach graciously allow Lee to vent about some bullshit that's stressing him out at the moment.
	Blip was interviewed before performing outside.
	More Blip information exchange.
	Things really started to look cool when Blip cranked up the TVs and space footage. And the Intellibeams... Gotta love 'em.
	We spread the Blip out wide.
	Gigantor's mind is far, far away with a sandwich somewhere.
	All the electro-magnetic radiation from the equipment is making it hard for Geoff to play.
	"Please Geoff, for God's sake, can we go one show without you kissing me on stage?".
	The show drew to a close when Chip was mugged by a drunk and rowdy Bama fan.

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