Werchter (2)

Jun 29, 2007 15:52

So Werchter... You know I said there would be about 60.000 people to squash me?? Think again! +76.000 is more like it. But lets start at the beginning...

I won't tell you about the trip to Werchter. All I can say is it took us about 4 hours and jamaisneutral (the GF) and I didn't like each other very much when we finally got there.

We got in and went trough this lousy security check. Yes, lousy! I could have smuggled in tons of drugs, audiostuff and my lovely SonyA. Aaargh! After we got our wrist bands we decided to eat outside the festival. Surrounded by drunken Dutchmen I ate my chips. I even saw this guy waving his c*ck at me for several minutes. When I finally got over the shock I was too late to notify the GF who was truly disappointed. :D


We got back in and went straight to the marquee to get us some good spots to see Rufus Wainwright. I have to say he disappointed me a bit. He didn't choose the best songs to play on a rock festival in my opinion.
And other factors contributed to the fact I didn't like his set all that much. One was being surrounded by Beastie Boys fans screaming "Beastie Boys" (the GF almost killed them) and two being that the sound was awful. Two things Rufus himself couldn't do much about but yeah...
Luckily there was this clothes change (pictured below) and some funny dancing which saved his set just a little. I even saw some evil Beastie Boys fans swaying around. :D



When he started singing his last song (Gay Messiah) I started to feel really uncomfortable as more and more people were trying to get in the tent for the Beastie Boys who performed after Rufus. It took me the whole damn song to get out and I wasn't that far from the exit. I got stuck several times between sweaty, huge, drunken, burly men. Not fun I can tell you!

After Rufus's set we strolled around the site a bit and ended up at the StuBru studio where we listened to the radio. They played Rufus singing live @ the back stage. I wish the soundquality in the Marquee was as good as in the back stage...

When Björk started her set on the main stage we listened for half a song. ("We are the arse earth intruders") Good friends as we are we even phoned the home front to let Spikey enjoy his Icelandic Pixie.
She squealed and screamed like one does when named Björk. She had this weird knitted SM mask on. Whatever.



We decided to check out the Beastie Boys but we got crushed when we tried to enter the area around the Marquee. We could just hear the front man saying people were getting slaughtered in the front lines, so if they could please stop pushing. Nnnnice.
So we went back to the Icelandic Pixie cause people where getting near dead experiences.
I almost got one myself listening to Björks squealing and at some point I think she was trying to reach alien life *out* there with her damn lasers so I entertained myself with my crap camera. Us:



Luckily Muse came on after way too much yelling (seriously: was Björk in pain??) and I danced the night away.

Conclusion: We spent way too much money on food and drinks, I don't like crowds and I seem to have turned into some old lady who likes to bitch about things. :-)

festival, concert

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