
......so tired. Full review of the weekend coming up, but here are some quick thoughts:
1. Can it still be considered "stealing the show" when you're a headliner? All three days were great, but Paul McCartney, The Cure, and (surprise!) even The Killers were in a league of their own.
2. How anyone beyond the barricade endured the 14+ minute (not joking) single chord of distortion from My Bloody Valentine is nothing short of a miracle.
3. Do you really need to take so many pictures? Get your camera the fuck out of my view, please.
4. Vick's Vabo-Rub is a versatile product.
5. Oh yeah......and The Cure played for over 3 and a half hours. Then on their THIRD encore, after having their sound cut, then lights, they kept singing. By this point, the crowd was a small joke of what it had been 3 and a half hours earlier, but it was one of the most badass rock moments I've ever been a part of.....thank you, Mr. Smith. You are a new hero to me.
6. I'm tired. No, really. Good night.
1 comment:
This sounds fucking epic!
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