Oh I rocked it! I rocked it with the Foo Fighters in Radelaide!!

I rocked it so hard that after standing upright for six hours at Adelaide Oval, I walked away nursing a sore back. I rocked; i rocked it like a rocking chair!

I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face as I karaoked my arse off with my boy.

Pretty cool!!

First, a crazy band from god knows where played at the beginning of the festivities … I saw crazy cause the lead singer had hair all over his body and screamed (instead of sang) all the songs. The bad part was that his band was actually good and could sing and he was ruining it.

Tenacious D jumped on stage after that and surprisingly they were pretty good. I am not a fan of Jack Black but the man can hold a note. And the songs weren’t too bad either.

The rest of the night, I spent singing my lungs out and rocking it while I watched Foo Fighters belt out the classics.

Foo Fighters was my first rock concert.

Prior to them, I went to Canberra’s Stonefest and loved hanging out with mates while wearing a blue condom (otherwise known as a plastic poncho) for protection from the rain.

Before that it was London’s Hyde Park, where I watched Powderfinger and other international bands rock it while having a Pom’s butt crack in my face. Bloody cow. Nearly had a fight with her… she didn’t even know who Powderfinger was!

Before that (and in my teens) it was Alanis Morissette and then ......

                                                      

                                                      Craig David.

Now don’t judge (and you know who I am talking to!!)

I love Craig David. Everyone should love Craig David. How could you not love him. The man is smooth. Barry White smooth.

And since my introduction to rock concerts, I am now secretly searching which bands are coming to Australia. I have a taste for rock now … Florence and the Machine; Lenny Kravitz; Foster the People; Michael Bolton?

But my heart belongs to the Foos.

I heart the Foo Fighters, yesterday, today and tomorrow.