The show in the middle of nowhere
Hi everyone! Sister J here! Long time no blog - I guess that’s what happens when your band apparently hates your state and your travel options are limited. I did see the boys in Indianapolis last year, but moving and switching jobs kept me from the blog-o-sphere! Okay, excuses over. Let’s talk Burgettstown - or as I like to call it, the show in the middle of nowhere PA. Why there is a 23,000 seat amphitheater there, we will never know.
So, joining me for this adventure is Sister K, C and A - C and A making the trip all the way from the UK! Great fun to finally meet them. We also met up with two other lovely ladies that we shared the GA line with last year in Indy. Parking lot opens at 3:30pm - doesn’t stop us from driving up starting at 10 am and begging to start a car line. Doesn’t work. We start driving. McDonald’s, Cracker Barrel, back to the lot, back to McDonald’s, back to the lot, and back… and back… I think you can catch our drift. No lining up early. After hours of avoiding the cops (not joking), we finally time it right and get in the parking lot.
Security issues, credit card entry problems, other entrances getting in before us… the list of complications is endless. As Sister K and I have always said - GA is not hard, but these venues make it so much harder than it needs to be. Two of us get center rail. The rest of us are right behind them. Not rail. Bitterly disappointed, but shake it off for the show.
Marcus and Ben come out and help Kevin Garrett for his last three songs.
Then it’s showtime!
The new stage set up is outstanding! I feel like prepping to open for U2 may have inspired them a bit! Open with the new song Blind Leading the Blind - solid opener, always a risk to lead with a new song, but the crowd seemed into it and everyone around us had heard it already… LOL.
Jump to song three - Below My Feet. Security starts getting active. I look behind me and there is a girl obviously not doing well - swaying back and forth and looking about ready to pass out. Others around us heard threats of violence. Marcus stops singing - asks if everything is under control and then mutters under his breath about not drinking so much! Always something in the Pit, right? They get right back into the song. We were worried this would bring Marcus down, but our cheering and general enthusiasm seemed to get him back on track!
Ditmas was great as usual - we were ready for the climb through the Pit, but Marcus wisely avoided that area, probably based on the earlier incident. However, he did make a lengthy stop to hug a little boy who had a sign proclaiming it his first concert and his birthday. Lucky. He also got a half sung Happy Birthday into the mic.
We did catch him on the way back however… each show I get a little closer… LOL.
Dust Bowl Dance + Fire = MAGIC!
Encore and then it’s time for the “b-stage” - aka even CLOSER to us!
Got to hear Cold Arms, which I love. Poor Marcus, quiet songs in amphitheaters filled with drunks just doesn’t work. Then, they bust out this gem!!
Our video stunk since the light was right in our faces and we couldn’t see them - but this was insane. Ted loved that we were singing along. Seemed like an audible since there was some discussion and Winston got his banjo after the song started. Never heard them do this without Old Crow Medicine Show (FYI, it’s THEIR song not Darius Ruckers… and technically it’s Bob Dylan’s, but I digress).
Encore included I’m On Fire, I Will Wait and the always amazing The Wolf. Best closing song going right now IMO.
And then it was over… Setlist and picks procured from the always helpful security guards working the front, who also fed us girl scout cookies!
A few non-Marcus photos…
Had a nice chat post show with this lovely horn blower.
And just like that is was over… until next time Mumford and Sons! How about we pick a date in Ohio, okay? All photos courtesy of Sisters K, C and A!