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Rock-It 2005

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Lets do this in reverse, head­lin­ers first. I’ve gotta say first up, I’m not a mas­sive Green Day fan. Last time I saw them (at the first Rock-It Fes­ti­val in 2001) I thought they were good, but I wasn’t blown away. On Sun­day though, they really impressed — played for a solid two hours, cov­er­ing new mate­r­ial and old. Mid-way through the show, they made them­selves some life-long die-hard fans by get­ting three audi­ence mem­bers up on stage to play drums, bass and gui­tar. The cho­sen kids did an awe­some job and one got to keep the gui­tar. Billy Joe’s pre­dic­tion (“you’re gonna have sex tonight”) prob­a­bly was a safe bet too.

Jump­ing back, before Green Day was Grin­spoon. I’m not a fan of that band either. There’s some­thing about their singer that really annoys me, not that I can explain why. Unfor­tu­nately for me they were really very good. I’ll even admit to singing along at one point.

Before Grin­spoon was Sim­ple Plan. We didn’t watch ‘em but we did have some yummy nachos. Top stuff. Queue wasn’t too bad either.

My Rock-It high­light was the first band we saw, early in the after­noon& Shi­had, the band for­merly known as Paci­fier, for­merly known as Shi­had. They were in fine form, John Too­good sport­ing long hair (ok, I haven’t seen them live for a while), div­ing into the crowd a cou­ple of times and totally win­ning every­one over. They rocked, as they have done every time I’ve seen them. I only wish they’d got to play later on in the evening when the audi­ence was actu­ally pay­ing attention.

Which brings me to the audi­ence. I’m start­ing to feel old. Very old. We played a game where we spot­ted peo­ple older than us. I reckon that peo­ple who were obvi­ously par­ents accom­pa­ny­ing very young pun­ters didn’t count. My mate Goss (who, inci­den­tally, is one year older than me) insisted they did. Either way, I reckon we saw no more than 20 or 30 peo­ple over the 30yr mark (although we didn’t go into the licensed area).

The two big LED screens were another high­light — we could see the action onstage even when stuck behind stu­pid lit­tle girls sit­ting on their boyfriends’ shoul­ders (no, I’m not bit­ter). It was a nice touch anyway.

So, in sum­mary: lots of good fun, well organ­ised, but made me feel ancient. I sup­pose I should get used to it. The fact that it sold out, less than a month after the Big Day Out did the same, is an swe­some indi­ca­tor as to the state of live music in this coun­try. Bring it on!

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