We arrived at the
fairgrounds at about 3. We walked in through the employee
parking lot, and we noticed a bus that had just pulled up.
We noticed an old guy in the back window laughing at us, but
didn't think much of it. We went to the covered barn area
and checked out some of the neat animals -- though the smell
was overwhelming.
We were supposed
to meet some people at the front of the amphitheatre at 4,
and it was about a quarter till, so we decided to find it.
We met up with the people and bummed around for a bit, since
the doors didn't open until 6. Since it was an outdoor venue,
we heard the soundcheck going on. They played Spawn.
We were let in
about 6:20. I got to sit all by myself since I purchased my
tickets at a different time as my pals. But since there was
no general admission (therefore, no moshing) I had one of
the best seats in the house, front and center.
Marigold, a local
band which opened, was pretty good -- a neat little pop rock
band. They played a short set and then it took a while for
silverchair's equipment to get set up. They finally came on
at about 8, with Daniel in dreads and Ben with a little mohawk.
They opened with Slave, but without the trademark dramatic
pauses.
Daniel didn't make
any comments until before they played Pop Song For Us Rejects.
"This song
is dedicated to Kellogg's -- snap, crackle, POP SONG."
Before Learn To
Hate, he said, "We are going to play a song that we haven't
played in a while due to the decibel levels or something.
I don't know how long it's been, but I think Ben does."
He turned to Ben, who shrugged his shoulders. "Ben says
it's been 12 months, and Ben would know because Ben is Ben.
And we're probably gonna fuck it up."
At another point,
he began singing, "La la la la la la... nah nah nah nah...
everyone sing!" During Tomorrow, he sang, "I can't
remember the fucking words."
He made up some
sort of song about Salem: "Salem... caress my BELLY."
And he made up a song about how the people holding the Australian
flag had it upside down and about how the symbol goes in the
top left not the bottom right.
It was a good show,
except for the having-to-be-in-seats part. Afterwards, there
was a giant mob waiting outside the fence protecting the bus
-- which was the bus that drove past us earlier. We found
out that the guy laughing at us was Chris's dad.
About half the
mob left after two dummy cars drove away and they thought
it was silverchair. We chatted with Bailey, Wardy and Hugh.
Wardy took something onto the bus to get it signed for me,
and I didn't even ask him to. Ben came out to give it to me
personally, but then he got mobbed by the 15 people still
left. I had a camera with me and Hugh took it upon himself
to take the very last picture on my roll of film of me and
my three friends with Bailey and Wardy.
By then it was
midnight. Security kicked us out of the fair and silverchair
were off to Vancouver, B.C.