Thanks to my friends who bought me a Big Day Out ticket for my birthday. I had to try and embrace my inner 15 year old as this was my first Big Day Out after a 9 year hiatus. I remember many of them in the past as an eager whippersnapper in the thick of the crowd. The price has tripled in that time but the core of it is the same.

Last night was more mellow with a nice perch for looking over to the stage and some space to see the bands. I think everyone in our group felt their age as the shirtless teens streamed past. Tool as predicted were epic. The rest...ho hum. Not only did Tool play an amazing set, they only spoke once and offered the best advice of the night - "Thankyou Sydney. Go home and take a bath". I don't take baths (unlike my brother-in-law who loves a good soak with his book) but the sentiment was well understood by this old guy.

So, here are the hints that we are getting old.
1. Not turning up until almost dark to make it a very manageable big half day out.
2. Refusing to line up with the great unwashed to buy drinks.
3. Almost vomiting with disgust at the state of the bathrooms.
4. Packing some soothing Werthers (Petrea!) for the trip home.
5. Sleeping on the train home.



Tool on stage.

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