Went to the Montreal show last night. Short version of this post:
-What was the setlist?
(not in order)
To Be Loved
Hollywood Whore (dedicated to Charlie Sheen)
One Track Mind
-Was the Montreal crowd different than a US show?
-What does the crowd sound like when they chant "Papa Roach" with their accent?
"Pop-air-Roach!"Now the long-winded version because I'm in a write-y mood:
My day started off annoying. It's a long haul from where I live (about 6 1/2 hrs away) so I had to get up early and only got about 5 1/2 hours of broken sleep. I got a hotel about 65 miles away south of Montreal where I was to arrive in the afternoon, enjoy a nap because I'm childlike, then get ready and enjoy a leisurely drive to the show.
Well, about an hour from my hotel, I start hearing a noise. "Why does my car sound like a helicopter?" I wondered. As it turned out, I had a flat. Let me tell you, being by yourself in the Adirondack Mountains with a flat after hours of driving in the rain is not a good feeling. Thankfully AAA help arrived quickly. He told me that if I had broken down about 5 miles later, I would have been in a dead zone and wouldn't have had cell phone service for 20 miles.
Even after wasting hours on that debacle, I figured that since Roach didn't go on til 11, I was still safe. Maybe I wouldn't be ON the barricade, but I'd find a spot somewhere semi-down front like I always can. Then I saw Jacoby posted a blog celebrating that the show was sold out. Rather than being psyched for them, I read it as "Hey jackass! After all this nonsense, you're not even going to be able to see! Have fun!" FML!
When I got there, of course it was jam packed and hot as hell when I walked in. I beat myself up thinking "I must be insane. Why do I do this?" I walked around the venue for awhile as Buckcherry played. As I searched for a spot, I remarked to myself how cool it was that this place was so big and was totally filled (capacity is around 2300 apparently). Finally I found a place back by the bar. This was going to suck. As you all well know once you've had a taste of being either barricade or at least pretty close to it, anything else will just not do. Oh well. I figured at least I could see the whole stage (balcony overhang, column on right):
When the band first came out and launched into "Kick In The Teeth", I was still sulking like a brat about not being down front and ruminating on how crap my day had gone. Then it hit me: Yes. Today sucked. But the day isn't over yet. Is this how I want to remember this night? No. I yelled at myself to lighten up. It was right around One Track Mind when I felt myself smiling and singing along. Then I remembered "Ah right. This is why I go to the shows so much." By show's end, I seriously had forgotten how mad I had felt the first 12 hours of my day.
Anyway, as far as the crowd goes, they were definitely different than the US. First off, hellooo Montreal men. How YOU doin'? Secondly, during the incorrect singalong every crowd seems to partake in during Forever that somehow went viral all over the world (one last kiss), the WHOLE place was singing. Usually at my shows half the place sings while the other half texts or talks or whatever it is ADD Americans do during a rock show. Also, when the band left the stage before the encore, the whole hall (a GA floor plus 2 balconies) chanted "Papa Roach!" unprompted. That was pretty cool. Also cool was the Wall of Death during the BAAI intro (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BJpd2WbJSjA
If you got this far, bless you. I just felt like telling a nice tale how once again a Roach show lifted my spirits. Plus I figured you could relate to the ironic stress a planned evening of stress-escape can induce.