it was ironic to see 10,000 sober, angry kids (see explanation below) moshing, screaming, shouting "fuck you, i won't do what you tell me", "fuck you, i won't do what you tell me", "fuck you, i won't do what you tell me"... and then marching out of the arena in an orderly single file, seconds after the encore ends and the inevitable it's home time announcement. not a whimper or a single boo. it was as if all that aggression and anger was lobotomized with a single announcement.
i must admit, i was angry early... after learning that no alcohol.
that's right, the gig was dry. only soda-pops, tea and evian...
it was easier to score and get high then it was to get a beer...
with the drought hitting hard, i thought the gig was going to be pretty tame, but the kids surprised me with their energy... fuelled only by the music, and possibly a bit of chemical assistance, the place rocked and bounced hard. im sure this must have been a totally new, and strange experience for RATM, playing to a sober yet crazy, but very polite crowd... how all these different elements gelled is a mystery to me.
fashion hi-lights... girl standing next to me was wearing a tshirt that said "mosh pit" across her tits... enuff said.
fashion lo-light... big fat aussie bloke wearing a HRT (Holden Racing Team) shirt. beware there are bogans in japan.
