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This Place is Empty Oh So Empty STORY From the beginning ya had this sense that this was gonna be a sensational ShitShow due to the fact there was 6 inches of rain the night & day before, the Show announced it will probably be cancelled, multiple times, so stay tuned, to the news, or it was on again off again - Off Again On Again. Roads were washed out. Rumours of the Stones Not being able to get in Plus The field at Slane Castle was supposed to be worse than a Woodstock Mud festival. This Party Group was part of the Fan Asylum outfit out of San Francisco. The Original VIP Travel for Concerts Creators, started with Melissa Ethridge Travel Packages and of course expanded into Rolling Stones VIP Travel. Now these VIP Concert Package groups or soon after dont exist, because ticketmaster and /or the Bands control the tickets and access. but at this point in time, Fan Asylum was the Top Dawg, had Sway and used it when and if they could. Our Super Sized Party bus of about 50 is all loaded up LOL and onward to Slane. First stop is at some Army Military Consignement thrift shop, where everyone can buy Poncho's Galoshes, Boots for Rain & Mud Warfare. As expected the party bus was . . . a Party bus. Stones Live Bootleg Handsome Girls Rocking the sound system and of course party Favors of your choosing liquid variety and other. So most woke up this morning and got themselves a beer and ________ Now the shitshow spidey sixth senses are seeming to kick in, traffic is a clusterfug, worse than Woodstock. Buses are directed to only use certain roads or stay in the middle blocking both directions of traffic because the sides / shoulders of roads are washed away and a bus of this stature may very easily slide into a mud ditch and your Stuck till next day, days or weeks longer. Still No announcement the show is even happening. We are stuck in the middle of No Where Ireland in a Super Sleek Party Bus that probably is not gonna make it to the show on these medievel style roads, built for Amish Buggys. At this rate it will be hours before we get there as every tiny euro car is zipping by and around us like moths to a flame. An executive decision has to be made! Do we Rough Justice it out on the bus or make the pilgramidge on foot to Slane Castle. I dont remember if its was voted on but whomever made the decision to walk. It was the WAY TO GO! All we had to do was to load up all the goodies ya wanted to take and we are walking this way to Slane. Sloshing and Steppin our way over to Slane was probably at least a few miles of walking. Oh well its the Stones first time in Ireland in 20+ years and rumoured to be The Last, so a Super High Buzz. We get to the Castle and its another potential shitshow, we ended up on the wrong side of the venue for our Private entrance Access. Well, its sit & wait and let the Tour Director due his Directing and hopefully figure it out. We get the word they are going to let us in behind the stage, but its really a hush hush, may not really happen, because people are all over the place with no where to enter and no signs of WHERE the entrances are and others may just storm in with us. Well we get in, but just into the fenced off Castle Field past just some of the super High Police security guards. Next is too get behind or near the stage access, then into or onto the Slane Castle Concert Fan Field Area. So we are Not technically in just yet. Of course no bottles and cans and all that jive, so we have to consume everything we have, toss coolers into the garbage. Hats off Super Kudos to our Fearless Leader Marc who is the one playing Air guitar in the photo carousel above, but he had to do some major selling to Security The Irish Police and Stones Security people in order for us to pass all of these checkpoints, Plus with a very antsy crowd soaking wet and not able to enter quite yet. What a . . . Who knows which way this is gonna go shitshow any second ordeal, like a mini Woodstock and a behind the stage clusterfug. But guess what after all that, we are IN and the ONLY Ones IN - IN the Festival, or the Only Fans. Everyone else is working squeegging mud, throwing down hay, setting up vendor booths, setting up the bathrooms. So our group is all in the front rows, just relieved we got in and now that the stress of the potential shitshow is behind us. We are free to drink free to walk around the festival field, with Row 1 and Row 2 secured for the whole group. No lines for the pissers. just a couple 100 feet away. What a pleasure, What a treat to just take it all in and watch the Festival Plus Sized place scramble to get set up, to even put the show on, and To Party at a 90,000 sized festival BEFORE Everyone is let in. Unbelievable. We are partying like I go Wild while everyone else is I go Wild working. See the Picture with a Pass in my Hand and NO People around Slane. Now after an hour or two of free partying and free bathrooms walking around. The Gates Open. !!! It is identical to Mel Gibson Braveheart and the Battle of Sterling, 1000's of people running down the hill to the stage. I wish I had a video, it was Insane. Unforgettable. Stones Fans meet Braveheart. From front to back of the Festival was about 4-5 Football fields in length. NOW it gets even more intense, as these Bravehearts that sleept in the rain for days, big bets with their friends that they would be in the first row, endured the Battle of Rolling Stones Sterling Evermore, what ever the fug ya wanna call elbows, asses and running downhill in a mudd soaked pasture to find out that they went through all that and are now in Row 3. WTF? Not many smiley faces - Not happy overnight campers. After about 1 hours of pushin & shoving where the bravehearts figured out they may get past Some Boys in row 2 they wont get past the Somes Girls in row 1, so detente was achieved when they figured out we could hold there spot for them, as they went to the bathroom. Slane Slane Slane was as they say a Gas Gas Gas. A totally unexpected party and concert experience with a final few unexpected Front Row pictures of the group from the stage press that made it into The Irish Mirror Headlines, on the following days newspapers. |
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