Bronson knows how to make an exit. On the ground, leaning back onto the front-row fans against the barricade, in a Jesus Christ pose, he waited for the guitar solo on “Easy Rider” to come in. When it did, he flipped his microphone backward over its shoulder, and it arced prettily and landed maybe eight rows behind him. It was so badass. Bronson had other strong moments: Coming onstage to Metallica’s “Creeping Death,” allowing his goon buddy Big Body Bes to recite entire album skits word-for-word, shouting out “the fucking George Lopez” and then actually bringing George Lopez out onstage. (I missed Bryan Ferry with Todd Terje, so this was really the only big-name surprise guest I saw all day.) But that mic toss was the moment where he best owned his whole dirtbag gimmick. Best part: After he left, a stagehand type jumping on the PA, saying, “Guys, guys, I really need that microphone back.”