Black Mountain was pretty horrible, though I wanted to like them. It seemed as if they just did the age-old trick of playing loud to cover up how bad they are. Seriously, I thought the bass was going to make the roof collapse.
(From a foggy memory) "When I counted up my corndogs/Saw there was one for every beer/I'm tailgating at Coldplay/And there's 18,000 other people here." Classic.
Chris running around the Tweeter Center was hilarious. I was over in the last row of section 8 (farthest to the left when looking at the stage) and when he came past me people started to close in around him; not very smart in terms of almost being trampled to death.
Fantastic show. I just wish that all of the Abercrombie-wearing, sleazy girlfriend-toting jackasses who only went to get drunk and to win points with their date hadn't come.