Man oh Man, was the Live 8 concert on Saturday ever amazing. I had started off the day deciding to keep a running journal of the days events, which I would then simply transcribe at a later date, but um... I got only as far as writing some brief bit on the subway about how bananas are evil, which really had nothing to do with the concert itself, so I will not bore you with it. But upon arrival to Park Place in Barrie just as the first act was starting, it became plainly obvious that I would look like an idiot doing anything BUT watch what was going on on the stage. This leaves me with not but my memories of the days events. Please bear with me as A LOT went on during our 9 hour stint in the sun.
Hmmm... where to start? I guess I could start off by saying the entire day exceeded any expectations I may have had. We missed most of Tom Cochrane... but, oh well. Sam Roberts was great.
Brian Adams on the other hand... a little bit miffed. Dude, you had 3 songs to do. Of those three songs, you could have chosen any number of your much beloved hits; the songs that people ACTUALLY know. But no, you chose to do some of your newer songs which, although a few of your die hard fans know and which may be good, are not the songs that 34,995 out of the 35,000 people in attendance wanted to hear. Would a little 'Summer of '69" have killed you? I think not... anyhoo... next.
Blah, Blah, Blah, some crazy Quebecois (sorry J) bongo band who sounded like they had gotten together just that morning reinforced my opinion that some bands just should not perform live. Simple Plan added a little youth power to the day. Surprises for me of the day were Bruce Cockburn and Gordon Lightfoot who received some very warm applause from the crowd. Unlike Celine Dion who was welcomed in a most non-Canadian-like way by the crowd...
It might have had something to do with the fact that Great Big Sea seemed to have been cut short so that we could go live to Las Vegas... but it most likely was due to the fact that Canada is very happy to have pawned Celine off to our neighbours to the south... hahahahahaha suckers... it was still rude though. A performer volunteering their time is still a performer volunteering their time, no matter who they are... Unless you are Hootie and the Blowfish... you guys can kiss my... back to our regular programming...
The Hip were super, Jann Arden so-so. I'm not a huge Blue Rodeo fan, but they were good as well.
I do have a message to send out to Motley Crue and any other band out there who does this. IF you have to ASK the crowd to put their hands up in the air repeatedly and/or sing along and/or get excited in general... it means that the crowd is not really super excited to see you. If I want to put my hands up in the air, I will... it's an automatic thing, something you can't help, like say, with the Tragically Hip or the Bare Naked Ladies. Us Canadians can't help put out hands up and cheer and sing along to all the songs word for word. We know their songs better than the national anthem. You didn't hear them asking for adoration... we bestowed it willingly. Motley Crue... I don't know the words to your songs... so please do not make me sing them.
BNL great. Neil Young great. Jet, Deep Purple, Our Lady Peace... really, really good! Tom green and Dan Ackroyd... not on nearly enough. The surprise of the day for me though, was DMC... formerly Run DMC who has since been trying to make a comeback as a rapper/rocker type dude. Whatever. You could play whatever the honk you want to play as long as I get a little Walk This Way action... And indeed I did, but with added bonuses. Not only was DMC singling alongside the hottie black dude from CSI, but the mini-Steven Tyler drummer guy from Aerosmith came out for WTW. It was fab. Who knew that I knew all the words to Walk This Way? Not I. But apparently I do. I'm thinking that it will be sometime before I get to demonstrate that particular little nugget again. So sad.
I'm sure I have forgotten oodles... Girls??? Bueller???