Homercat has returned from his AC/DC vacation. Now he has to talk about it. It goes without saying that it was simply a magnificent night. OK I'll say a bit more.For us folks living on this island it's a major pain in the ass to get to Vancouver, even though it's only 57 miles from Victoria. Roughly a 2 hour ferry ride one way and that doesn't count waiting in line especially if there's a sailing wait. 74 bucks one way, small car and two passengers. Needless to say it's impossible to go there and back in the same day which requires hotel lodgings which are way overpriced. Does it sound like I'm bitching? Maybe, like I said it's a pain in the ass. The whole ferry thing ended up being quite fun because there were lots of rowdies in the line up and we were all obviously going to the show and we were all psyched and I never saw so much AC/DC memorabilia in view outside of a concert venue. As you can see Homercat was appropriately attired. Once we finally got to Vancouver our room wasn't ready so we had to wait another two hours, which was ok cause we wanted to browse the stores and grab some chow.
Now as everyone knows, anything purchased at a concert venue is quite expensive. Most notable is the dinky 10 dollar a piece barley pops. Thar's gold in dem dere beers! So once we got to the room we knocked back a few until showtime. Now our tickets said doors open at 5 and show starts at 6:30. Now I thought this a bit odd but didn't bother calling the venue to verify. We just saddled up and walked down to BC Place about 5:15. Of course there were lines around the block and the doors hadn't opened yet and I had to pee really bad. In a near miss a porta potty was found in the back stadium area behind the fence and some workers were kind enough to let the homercat go potty. We walked a couple blocks to the casino, piddle farted around there for a while waiting for the doors to open. Finally got in around 6:30 and after waiting in the T Shirt line and beer line, we finally made our way to our awesome seats about 7:30(floor seats row A27). On our journey to our seats, we were stopped at least 15 times by ushers needing to see our tickets before they would let us pass. No ticket, no passy. I clutched that ticket throughout the night with a grip of death. The opening band was a band called The Answer and the answer to that question was not too impressive. Then again, you gotta feel almost sorry for an unknown band (to me that is) opening for a mega giant act like AC/DC. Then almost promptly at nineish or so, the main event unrolled.
The lights lowered, and the every individual jumped to their feet. An intense roar ensued from the 60,000 seat stadium. The stage became lit with a bunch of lights, and 2 giant AC/DC hat about 100 feet across began glowing on top of each side of the stage, complete with horns and all. A cartoon of a speeding train flashed on the four huge video screens suspended above and beside the stage. As it barrelled along the tracks, cartoon depictions of vocalist Brian Johnson and a satanic, pointy-tailed Angus Young were shown being serviced and stroked by various animated hotties, who eventually commandeered the train and caused it to “crash” into the back of the actual stage. At that point a full-scale replica of the locomotive appeared on the stage, and would remain there as the centerpiece. Finally the tiny black silhouettes scattered to their spots on the stage. Huge spotlights lit them like super human beings, and the stadium and myself lost its mind. Delving almost immediately into a killer set, the night had truly begun. From the opening strains of Rock n Roll Train to the final cannon blasts of For Those About to Rock this show was everything I had hoped for and more.
Yes the boys aren't quite as spry as they used to be, but it amazed me that for two hours Angus never stopped moving. Running, duck walks and the trademark rocking back and forth made me exhausted just watching him. Not too shabby for a 54 year old. It was clear this wasn't just milking a cash cow for the boys down under as they gave 110 %. I've been to many concerts where the performers thought that standing there and looking cool was worth the price of their 50 dollar admission. If I had one complaint for the evening it was probably the 20 minute guitar solo during Let There Be Rock. I like a solo as well as the next guy but it went a tad long for my tastes. Twelve minutes would have been perfect. I was near deaf and my voice was almost gone from the constant yelling and screaming. This was most certainly the last chance I'll ever have of seeing them live and may well be for all of us. Rumour has it that Brian Johnson wants to retire in 2011, or hints at it. There's really no way to properly describe a performance like the one I witnessed, I guess you just had to be there. So I end with the set list for the night and a track from the 70's with the original hellraiser Bon leading the charge on a live version of one of my favorites, The Jack.
August 29, 2009 BC Place Stadium Setlist
1. Rock N' Roll Train
2. Hell Ain't a Bad Place to Be
3. Back in Black
4. Big Jack
5. Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap
6. Shot Down in Flames
8. Black Ice
9. The Jack
10. Hells Bells
11. Shoot to Thrill
12. War Machine
13. Dog Eat Dog
14. Anything Goes
15. You Shook Me All Night Long
17. Whole Lotta Rosie
18. Let There Be Rock
19. Highway to Hell
20. For Those About to Rock (We Salute You)