Oh, and other points of (maybe) interest:
At the end, when Gary was throwing picks into the crowd, I was yelling like everyone else, and a pick landed in my fucking mouth. Weird shit.
They were selling this awesome zipper hoodie that I've wanted for a long time--the front just says Exodus and the back says, you know, NorCal Thrash Metal or whatever. But the key thing is, centered on the back, are the succinct words "SATAN DEATH BLOOD FUCK". Coolest shirt ever. Anyway, point of the story, B.B. Assrape's was charging $100 for them.
I bought the SHKM tour shirt (pretty awesome), and since I am a whore, I spent $7 on a shitty wristband with Exodus' logo embroidered onto it.