SOULCRACKERSANDCHEESE takes the stage first, opening with the Emeril song, as I call it, because Beastie yells out "BAM!" from time to time. Three people mosh. Quit doing that. Corey says in an interview that CRACK "forced themselves onto a heavy crowd." I'd have to agree. Where's the song about Sutton being so tired of being lonely? Or the "I-iii-ii-ahh! Did everything, you asked me to, and I-iii-iii-ahh!" song? I guess those don't play in "a rock room," as Baba Beastie calls it. So they play their stupid "hard rocking" tunes, and people clap and "woo." Beastie says Florida is "by far the tightest community of musicians and fans" he's seen on the tour, and they close with the "Staring At The Sun" song, on which Beastie no longer screams. Outside, Beastie says he "never felt so appreciated or at home, and [he] has to thank those people." I bristle at the use of "those people." Shut up, Beastie.

FLICKERSTICK'S turn. They open with the mellow, sweet song "Smile," which is not on their CD (and thanks so much for sending it to me, Julie! It rocks). The crowd nods their head collectively, then scream when the song is done. Corey says that "there is a connection between us when we're on stage, it's a connection, and it's undescribable." They bust into "Direct Line To The Telepathic." Dom trashes his drum set. Corey says, "The music is healing, and the experience of playing it heals us." Then he levitates and tells everyone to eat nothing but vegetables. Just kidding. As Brandin plays alone, CRACK hangs out backstage and call his song "Execution By Christmas Lights" an "audience killer." The crowd screams when he's done, though.

Judging time. Two five-point dudes say they voted for CRACKSOULER. Then the guy from Inner Circle (the COPS theme song writer! He's rich!) says he's voting for FLICK! "They're ready," he says. Dan from Anthrax says he's voting for FLICK, because his vote "always goes for the band that plays from their heart." It's too close to call, though.