Well, I've just got back from
Melbourne and I am still on a high from the concert last night (and will be
until Creed come back!).
The show opened with a Melbourne
band called Crash Palace. When I found out Sevendust weren't coming I was
disappointed, but Crash Palace weren't actually too bad. They played with a lot
of energy and weren't bad for openers. Apart from the bad language - every
second word was f*** - I could see the oldies in the crowd cringing in their
seats. But hey, thats rock n roll!
Creed come on in a blaze of
pyromania and opened with Bullets and Freedom Fighter. They followed the set
list (I'm sure everyone has seen it) although when Scott was singing Say I his
voice started to crack up. I thought oh nooo, hes not going to make it through
the whole show but he had a drink and was right again.
I was surprised at the crowd,
there were a lot of families and older people (even older than me). The mosh was
pretty much going off all night, but those in the seated areas (which I had, and
was spewing cause I wanted to be on the floor - my sister bought the tickets),
sat fairly still until WAWO was played. I would say most of the crowd hadn't
heard much of MOP and were a bit stunned.
Anyway, Scotts voice cracked
a few times but still had a lot of energy prancing around on the stage. He
played the guitar a few times, and for one song he wore it (can't remember which
song) and didn't play it! Couldn't work that one out but it looked good anyway.
Mark played excellently as usual, what can you say about him except hes the
best. Scotty P., you are a legend! and Brett Hestla, had so much energy,
I got tired watching him!
Scott didn't say much between the
songs (I had read in other reviews that he liked to talk to the crowd), but he
thanked the people of Melbourne and said they were the best crowd, but he
probably says that every city.
When the show was over I just sat
there, still stunned from having the best time of my life, but my sister said we
have to go cause they were packing up the gear. I then wanted to go Creed
stalking, but she reminded me of my responsibilities with my family and I have
to go home eventually, bugger it!
I had to do the merchandising
thing and my purse is now $140 lighter - just as well they don't come here too
often.
Anyhow, I have to go and be
domestic now, clean the toilet, washing, ironing, etc. but I have my memories
(and my very expensive Creed T-shirt)!
If anybody can think of anything
to ask, go ahead, I might remember more tomorrow. Right now, I'm
stuffed.
Seeyah,
Debbie
PS: To the big heifer sitting
next to me - lighten up, you're at a rock concert, not the 3 Tenors and if I
want to get up and dance and sing, I will. To all the 'Higher chicks', (they
seem to hunt in packs), there is more to Creed than My Sacrifice, WAWO and
Higher. To the 2 chicks walking back to their cars, you are real dickheads, you
need more than a leather strap covering your boobs and stilletto heels to make a
statement (that was bad fashion at its best)!