I got there exactly at five, which is when they said I could pick my
Ridd tix up from the Will Call window. The lady behind the desk said
the Weezer guest list wasn't there yet, and could I check back later?
I said yeah, and so I came back at a quarter to six, still no guest
list.
At this point I began to get slightly anxious, as the doors were
going to be opening in 45 minutes (6:30). I swear I checked back with
that lady every five minutes and eventually she told me to just go
away and she'd tell me when she got the guest list. Waiting, more
waiting, Grover about to strangle someone, and it is 6:15, still no
guest list. The line for the floor is getting large, very, very large
over there.
You could tell all the other people that were waiting for Ridd tix
too cause they were all clustered around the Will Call window,
looking really anxious and fooling with their IDs. I met this kid
from the RCB, HAHAHA I ACTUALLY TALKED TO A STRANGER, because I heard
him asking for some sort of pass and the lady asked him if he bought
it, and he said, "No, I got it through a message board" and she's
like, "What is that?" and it was funny. So I asked him, and he said
yes, and it was funny. SO WEIRD to meet someone from the internet. He
was hot, too.
ANYHOW, it's 6:30 and they're opening the doors and other people with
GA are going in and I am freaking ready to scream and kick someone,
and the guest list finally arrives! HOORAY! So I sign, get my ticket
(s), and go to the little window where they rip it off, and she rips
off mine and I go in, and wait for my friend, but she won't let her
in cause hers isn't really a ticket - ??. So I have to go back out
and back to the Will Call window, where I frantically explain that I
was supposed to get TWO tickets, dammit, not just one, and WHY GOD
does this have to happen to me? Some lady with a walkie talkie then
takes my ticket and walks around from room to room in the back
forever, waving my one good ticket and yelling into the walkie
talkie. Boy, I must have sure stumped those freaking ticketmaster
people because there was a cluster of about five of them having a
conference back there. They tell me that yes, I am written down for
two tickets. At this point, I am really mad - they don't have a darn
SPARE TICKET SOMEWHERE? It takes them half an hour before they make
up their freaking minds (about what? Whether or not I am worthy?) and
then I get this "Seat Authorization" yellow slip thing (NO TICKET
STUB POUR MOI - I will scan it) and the ticketmaster guy had to
escort me in. Jeesus. In my ticket envelope, though, were two passes
to the afterparty (AM Radio, etc.) , which I thought was really odd!
I didn't know you needed a pass? It was like a sticker-type thing. I
didn't see any other Ridd tix people that had them, either, and so I
was kind of confused. They had Rivers' initals in the corner,
OMGOMGOMGOGM I HELD SOMETHING THAT RIVERS SIGNED. *snerk* I gave them
away to that RCB guy, though, cause I think it was 21+ (oops, hahaha)
and I couldn't go, anyway. BUT OF COURSE I HEAR RIVERS SHOWED UP AT
THE AFTER PARTY. *sigh* I wonder what the deal is with those, do any
of you know where I could find out?
I finally got in there at around 7:30, just in time to suffer through
Sparta. I disliked them! I figured since they sucked, and the pit was
only half full, I would go and get a tee shirt, and when I came back
it had filled up! Hah, but it was okay, still very roomy. I didn't
like either Sparta or Dashboard Confessional, I would have been fine
just skipping both of those and heading right toward the Weez. Oh
well.
During Dashboard Confessional the pit got more and more compact, and
the temperature rose like 40 degrees, hah. OKAY THEN WEEZER CAME ON!
And the pushing started, it was INSANE. I got shoved somewhere
between Rivers and Scott, not very far back AT ALL, it was great, I
could see them all if I stood on my tipsie toes to see over all the
tall goons. Rivers wore a suit and tie (YES), Scott had a jeanjacket
and a wifebeater on (THOUGHT OF YOU PICHI) and Brian was wearing that
hot pink shirt, very similar to Keep Fishin' vid. PAT ROCKED. AND THE
SETLIST? WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IT, COULD YOU ASK FOR A BETTER ONE?
Intro
1. The Good Life
2. Holiday
3. Hash Pipe
4. Tired of Sex
5. My Name Is Jonas
6. Smile
7. El Scorcho
8. Say It Ain't So
9. Burndt Jamb
10. Getchoo
11. In The Garage
12. Dope Nose
13. Why Bother?
14. Buddy Holly
15. Island In The Sun
16. Butterfly
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1. No One Else
2. Take Control
Improv. with feedback
I was in total shock the whole time, they kept playing song after
song after song that I wanted to hear! I thought of you Weezies the
entire time that El Scorcho was being played! The pushing and shoving
was INTENSE, and kind of scary at times. I'm really glad I didn't
fall over, though I was close a whole bunch of times the guys behind
me helped me regain my balance. Anytime anyone fell over they got
helped back up - "Help them up! Help them up!" - what a really odd
mixture of total jerks and genuine kindness.
Rivers was talkative, and I could actually hear what he was saying
(most of the time)! It got quiet in between songs, which was a nice
recluse from the insane shoving. Rivers was really rocking out, and
Scott ruled. There were FLAMES during some songs, Hash Pipe I
remember in particular, it was very interesting, hah. And smoke, and
this big lit up sign of the =w= hand symbol which was really cool,
which came on during Smile(?) I think. During the second half of the
set Pat's drums rose up on a platform and the giant =W= was revealed -
THAT was a cool moment. Except near the end when he was going to get
down from the raised platform I thought he was going to jump off but
there was a ladder there. He looked scared to go down it, poor Pat.
HAHAHAHA IT WAS SO FUNNY, during the encore Scott came out in just
his wifebeater and he was smoking a cigarette, I thought, "Man, if
only pichi were here to see THIS" Hahahaaha.
It might just be me, but I thought the stuff Rivers said was
hilarious - "All right, this next song is in the key of espanol"
before he played El Scorcho, I think I was the only one who knew what
song was coming around me, heh. When he started playing that song
people went INSANE! Same with Jonas, Hash Pipe, SIAS, the pushing was
crazy.
He was full of odd quotes that whole night - I tried to remember them
all for you, haha! He said, before one song, "This is from our hearts
to yours." Then he waited like five seconds and said it again. Hah,
that was weird. He was also really talkative, kept calling us "his
children" and "his people."
And then when Butterfly came on I started FREAKING OUT, and no one
else around me knew the words, and I think I was the only one who
thought it was as FREAKING COOL as it was. Then the ending distortion
thing went on for like 5 minutes and I thought my heardrums were
going to break.
It was so hot, man, by the end of the night I was drenched in OTHER
PEPOLE'S SWEAT, which was really gross, hahaha, you would put your
hands out to keep from being knocked over, and the person in front of
you would just be dripping wet. THAT WAS NICE. Hahahaha, I didn't
mind so much. I felt like the shortest one there! Everyone kept
asking me if I could see and/or if I was all right, which I thought
was kind of weird, I'm not THAT small.
Hrm, quotes: "This is MY house. Mind your manners. You could have an
accident"
"Ohhhhh biotch"
"Holy motherfuckin' moly"
"I reccomend an electric toothbrush"
"This next song is known as the My Little Pony theme song, written by
Brian Bell" *proceeds to play Jonas*
"Calm down my children....wild!"
"Ay carumba"
"This song is in the key of espanol" *plays El Scorcho*
And I swear that he introduced Burndt Jamb as Fontana, and I was
freaking out, but then he played Burndt Jamb. STILL COOL.
Oh, and Andrew Ladner who was freaking hot, drove us home, and got
horribly lost, but then we got home okay.
And today I feel as if I've been run over by a truck!
Shoot, what else to tell you? *looks at snoring Weezies*
Don't worry, I'LL WRITE IF I REMEMBER.
AAHHHHHHHHH, I am never going to sleep again!!
-GROVER
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