Fighting the Foo in New Mexico

12:00 noon - We arrive at a parking lot at Seatac Airport, ready to check in with the Rhapsody people and ready to get going to Roswell to see the Foo Fighters.
3:00 PM - We finally board the private charter plane, about a hundred or so people who have won their way onto the plane through various radio stations, internet contests, and a handful of Microsoft people and reporters. As soon as we're on the plane, we get to meet Fred, the lovable blow-up alien who will guide us to Roswell. Fred poses for pictures with the passengers before being passed through the aircraft for all to sign, so that the Seattle plane, the coolest plane of them all, can give him to the Foo Fighters as we arrive.

7:00 PM - We touch down in Roswell, and the plane rolls right up to Hangar 85, where the other three planes are already waiting for us latecomers (one from LA, one from New York and one from Minneapolis). We join the BBQ, which is already in progress (it started at 6:30) and are immediately handed freebies like baseball caps and T-shirts. As we enter the Hangar, a slightly disheveled Taylor Hawkins comes towards us, eagerly signing anything the people hold in front of him and posing for pictures; of course I had to indulge!

Unfortunately, as we arrived a little late, I didn't get to see the other three members of the band, who I'm sure were running around liek Taylor to meet the fans. By the time we entered the hangar and had gotten ourselves settled, they had probably retired to their private jets (parked right next to the hangar by our planes) and were enjoying the BBQ, relaxing before the show.
9:00 PM - The lights dim and the Foo's take the stage, ready to rock our socks off. The laid down anamazing one and a half hour set, belting out old favorites like "For all the Cows" and "Learn to Fly" as well as a nice selection from disc 1 of In your Honor. Unfortunately, they didn't play any of the accoustic songs from disc 2, which I believe would've made for a great encore (not that their encore wasn't great!) Memorable moments of the evening include Dave apologizing for the lack of alcohol and promising us that he'd buy us a round of shots the next time he sees us, before exclaiming "'Cause I'm sure I'll never see any of you motherfuckers ever again!" He also stopped the show to let a fan propose to his Girlfriend (who said yes) and during "Stacked Actors" Dave dissappeared from the stage only to re-appear in the middle of the crowd, walking towards the back, grabbing a chair and jamming for five minutes standing on said chair, facing the stage, surrounded by eager fans with their cameras and camera phones held high.

11:00 PM - We all herd back towards our planes, which have been sitting on the runway waiting, as their crews enjoyed the festivities with us. After being handed a bag of goodies which included more shirts, another hat and the dualdisc version of the new album, we are off to our regular lives again.
3:00 AM - Back to reality as we get in our cars and drive home, an amazing day stuck in our minds forever!