by Grievous Angel Fri Mar 13, 2009 3:50 pm
As my girlfriend (well, fiancee now... Operation Rainy Night worked without a hitch) said as we were leaving, "Man, if you don't like the Pogues, you just don't like music." It was a fantastic show, and I think the band sounded even better than they did last year. Shane was in great form, though I was disappointed that he never emerged from his tent in a Superman costume. But with the elephants, hookers and oxygen tanks, I guess there was no room for a costume change. I'd love to know what he was drinking, as it's apparently giving him superhuman powers. At the tail end of "Fiesta," Spider tossed his banged up tray into the crowd, about 15 feet in front of us. Shane then flings his tray frisbee-style, and the tray sails across the entire length of the floor, banging off the bottom of the balcony and falling to the back of the crowd. If beer-tray flinging was an Olympic sport, Shane's a gold-medal contender.
The crowd was pretty decent, save for a trip of drunken college students who insisted on throwing their arms around each others' shoulders and swaying kind-of in time with the music. There was one incident where this giant, bald and incredibly drunk biker dude attempted to pick a fight with everyone in front of him, but the even-more-giant security detail led him out the door before the show even got underway.
We took a position right in the middle of the crowd, so I could see the entire band (last year, Jem was blocked from my view, which was the sole disappointment). Thanks to the sound system, I couldn't make out much of what people were saying, but I believe Spider referred to Jem as "The Iridescent One" with his shiny suit. It looked like the guys were having a lot of fun on stage, so I'm hoping it won't be another 20 years before they make a return trip to town.
As my girlfriend (well, fiancee now... Operation Rainy Night worked without a hitch) said as we were leaving, "Man, if you don't like the Pogues, you just don't like music." It was a fantastic show, and I think the band sounded even better than they did last year. Shane was in great form, though I was disappointed that he never emerged from his tent in a Superman costume. But with the elephants, hookers and oxygen tanks, I guess there was no room for a costume change. I'd love to know what he was drinking, as it's apparently giving him superhuman powers. At the tail end of "Fiesta," Spider tossed his banged up tray into the crowd, about 15 feet in front of us. Shane then flings his tray frisbee-style, and the tray sails across the entire length of the floor, banging off the bottom of the balcony and falling to the back of the crowd. If beer-tray flinging was an Olympic sport, Shane's a gold-medal contender.
The crowd was pretty decent, save for a trip of drunken college students who insisted on throwing their arms around each others' shoulders and swaying kind-of in time with the music. There was one incident where this giant, bald and incredibly drunk biker dude attempted to pick a fight with everyone in front of him, but the even-more-giant security detail led him out the door before the show even got underway.
We took a position right in the middle of the crowd, so I could see the entire band (last year, Jem was blocked from my view, which was the sole disappointment). Thanks to the sound system, I couldn't make out much of what people were saying, but I believe Spider referred to Jem as "The Iridescent One" with his shiny suit. It looked like the guys were having a lot of fun on stage, so I'm hoping it won't be another 20 years before they make a return trip to town.
