On Saturday, July 15, 2000, I went to the Summer Sanitarium concert in Los Angeles that included a performance by KoRn. Well, they put on a damn good show. After their set, they went off stage and my cousin and I thought, "F**k Metallica, let's look for Jonathan Davis." So we waited outside the backstage for about thirty minutes. Then out of nowhere, a golf cart carrying the entire band whizzed right past me. Jonathan Davis was five feet away from me!! I was in such shock that I just stood there. My cousin grabbed me by the arm and literally dragged me along as we (and 18 other people) chased the cart. Well, we were stopped by some staff members as KoRn hopped on their tour bus. My cousin and I just stood there watching them. We waved to Jonathan (and we were the only ones waving) and he waved back. Totally cool. Then for the next fifteen minutes my cousin and I stood out there staring. I was blowing kisses in Jon's direction and my cousin was crying. (She was kinda pissed at first) Other people were just yelling slurs. Then Jonathan came out and walked toward me and my cousin!! He was carrying a sharpie so I pulled out one of my KoRn CDs from my purse. He stood right in front of me (and I realized, he's not as tall as I thought he was. He was about as tall as me [I'm 5'9"], maybe an inch taller.) He signed my cousin's KoRn ragdoll and my CD. For some reason I said, "I love you Jonathan" and he said "I love you too." Of course, he probably says this to all his fans but the fact is, he heard me say it and he responded. He autographed for two other people then went into his limo and drove off. Imagine that, out of twenty people he chose to give his autograph to me, my cousin and two other people. That has got to say something. I was so intrigued by the whole experience that the next morning I purchased a ticket to see KoRn next month in San Diego. I just can't get enough of Jonathan. Hopefully, I'll be able to make it backstage to actually talk with him. However, I don't know how to go about doing it. If you have any advice, give me an e-mail. --Naomi Perez