...doesn’t include thunderstorms.
We didn’t exactly get to see Nickelback last night. Just before they were to come on, a HUGE storm raced in from the west and those who weren’t holding umbrellas mini lightning rods were drenched in seconds.
An announcer came on and told us that they’d delay the concert til it stopped storming, so go back to our cars. Most of us evacuated, wading through 4 inches of water in places.
But it was storming like crazy! We convened in my sister’s car on what to do. It was already 9 pm… We could have to wait hours. It had blown in FAST which likely meant it would blow over fast… but it could be big, too.
My sister and her husband had to work the next day and while we had no work obligations, Gabriel was being babysat by my family. I didn’t like the idea of getting home at 4 am, lol.
So we decided to go home. We called my mom and apparently there were even tornado warnings. So she said, anyway.
BUT we did get to see Papa Roach and Hinder. Saving Abel had been first up and in the madness to find a parking spot, we’d missed admission in time to see them.
I don’t like Papa Roach. Apparently they’ve been together since ‘93, which is impressive considering, but I never liked them from Last Resort and I don’t know any of their other songs. The singer (Jacoby Shaddix) really worked hard to get the crowd going but I don’t think we were that interested, despite his best efforts… and he knew it. That’s got to hurt. He got offstage, went touring around between the levels, was screaming and interacting with the crowd – and people were on their feet and cheering – but when Hinder came out… the place went NUTS.
I’d had to pee, so I was in the washroom when Use Me began, but I could hear them going crazy. Tommy had Shawn, and he went up higher on the lawn coz it was too loud. Before that I’d had my hand over his ear with his other ear against my chest and he hadn’t flinched. He was sleeping! (Boobies make good pillows AND good mufflers!)
When I found him, he was near the t-shirt vendors, holding a very cheerful looking Shawn and receiving smiles from just about every woman who passed by him. (Yeah, but if I did that, do you think any guys would smile at me? Nooooooo.)
Anyway, I nursed Shawn standing up (which had a security guard looking at me funny) til he was happy and full, and then we went back to our little patch of lawn where my sister and her husband were. And I do mean little. The lawn was sold out.
From there we were on our feet. Shawn laid his head against my chest and munched on his fist while I pressed my hand over his other ear.
I got to dance to Up All Night and Get Stoned and when Lips of an Angel came on, everybody was screaming like mad. The singer (Austin Winkler)had almost all of us singing along. You could actually hear and feel all of us collectively. It is the song that made them big, after all. Some guys had lighters held up. It was pretty cool.
I learned I have absolutely no idea what pot smells like. I was there in my happy little world, tra la la la la, completely oblivious that there was a guy immediately to our right smoking up til my sister left to get a security guard. I hadn’t smelled it. I still didn’t smell it even when Tommy pointed it out!
We got t-shirts, though. Tommy got the last black Dark Horse tour shirt, too! His mom wanted one, and ironically the black one will be hers. I like the blue and he likes the red!
We had fun… I do wish we’d got to see Nickelback, but we made it home safely with Shawn snoozing the whole way and considering the amount of lightning, that counts for something.
Next tour. :P
