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banditprincess is going to hate me for talking about this...I saw Barenaked Ladies live for the second time yesterday. I didn't have any underwear to throw at the stage. Unfortunately, a sore lack of foresight prevented me from purchasing a lacy red bra with white fur decorations seen for sale in Chillicothe, Ohio during the trip last week. Shoot!
Despite several delayed buses, I somehow arrived about an hour before the gate opened for the general admission show. Though I could have been closer if I were more pushy (and less inclined to, say, buy food and water and use the lats), I was still between four and five metres from the front of the band (i.e. Steven Page and Ed Robertson). Being a good girl and following the rules listed on the ticket, I didn't bring my camera--but the guards freely let cameras past! Oh, the wasted opportunities!
Ahem... oh yes, the music was wonderful as well. Taking place in a park at the site of a folk festival as it did, this was the first of the three rock concerts I've attended in my life where (a) the sound was decent and (b) my ears didn't hurt from the reverberations; it was really nice not to have to muffle the sound by wearing ear plugs.
They played new songs! One featured mandolin and bluegrass-style harmonies! They made folkie references to Valdy, the Weavers, and Stephen Fearing! (Not that many people laughed or cheered but I did.) They crowd (probably about 1000 in a setting considerably more intimate than a stadium) loved every song, whether rock-ish or folk-ish! The middle section of "If I Had $1000000" was vamped until a person finally decided to emerge from the fourth Porta-Potty!
Clearly, I'm going to have to calm down a bit before I can write a coherent entry about the music I heard, the people I met (mostly fellow geeks), the disastrous attempt to catch a Greyhound bus back to Toronto, and how much fun it all was despite any setbacks.
Re: Valdy??