Foo Fighters Live - The Best Band You Will Ever See.

Well, Dave Grohl is a dude. Like a real, freaking dude. He is the star of the show, which he knows, and everyone knows, but he isn't a dick about it. Despite being in a stadium of 67000 people, he still managed to interact one on one with people in the crowd, which is INSANE if you think about it. From making people send flags down to him at the stage, asking people on dates and singing stairway to heaven to a guy that passed out, I don't think it could get less dickish and yet remain as starstruck as we all were.

Yes, I'm going to mention, again, how much I hated the Killers' setlist and how incredible, in comparison, the Foo Fighters' set list was. It was PERFECT. Despite being a tour named after new tunes, Grohl himself recognises how the band have been touring for thirty years and due to that, tries to keep a balanced mix of all records on the setlist for all ages and types of fans. That, Brandon, is how you do it.

A conversation sparked by my boyfriend George, who attended with me, has stuck in my mind. It's very clear the Foo Fighters have a dedicated fanbase, over half of which screaming in the crowd when asked who had seen them before. It was also predominantly an older crowd, whilst still very mixed, it meant that because of these factors, the crowd was actually super controlled. As someone with PTSD and Anxiety, I never know what cocktail of events will occur at a gig, but it's usually drunken losers being obnoxious and arrogant, even if its a tiny intimate acoustic gig. Thankfully, that was nowhere to be seen. Everyone was stood, in awe, clapping and singing and hugging. It was an emotional experience to every person in that crowd, as I assume it always is for this band.

I can't acknowledge this gig without acknowledging just how spoiled we were by the band. From Violet Grohl coming to sing with her dad, to Shane fucking Hawkins joining them on stage to drum for a song, to fireworks at the end of their very last song, Everlong. I walked away touched, having cried at Aurora dedicated to Taylor Hawkins, and emotionally fulfilled.

I do have one complaint, and honestly, it's not even on the band, or the audience. The venue was perfect for Foo Fighters, but as it's usually an olympic/football stadium, the lights sucked ass. They were so basic, and I thought it would get better as it got darker but nope. They were just bad. Dave Grohl, please sort out your lighting, you're Dave Grohl, you can come up with something cool, I'm sure.

I have friends who have seen the Foo's before and everyone says the same thing. It was life changing. It sounds dramatic, impossible, and even a bit stupid, but it's true. As much as I love my small gigs, and usually hate big gigs, and cannot stand most crowds these days, the Foo's somehow maintain all of the above in a way that makes you think that maybe, just maybe, there's hope for the world of gigs, and Rock 'N' Roll is alive and well thanks to them.