Silverchair, backed by a fantastic set of neon lights, were quick to grab the attention of the audience with selections from all three albums in their repertoire, including “Pure Massacre,” “Ana’s Song,” and “Anthem for the Year 2000.” Frontman Daniel Johns, decked out in typical glam fare, took stabs at the country’s current political standings, inserting the lyrics “We are the youth and politicians suck my dick” into a verse of “Anthem for the Year 2000.” After talking briefly about his views on the bible, Johns instructed the audience that, if nothing else, they should “believe in rock and roll.” There is no God; there is only “Ana’s Song.” Right...

As the fans of Silverchair slowly receded to the back of the room, and the intensity of the cloud of marijuana grew, Blink 182 came to the stage. Bringing a whole different kind of teenage angst to the crowd, guitarist Mark Hoppus and bassist Tom Delonge sang about other issues, like the painful desire for a blowjob, or the personal anguish one faces after inadvertantly buying bad weed. Songs like “Dumpweed” and “Going Away To College” were nothing to write home about, while “Dammit” and “What’s My Age Again” (coincidentally, both singles) both drove the crowd wild.

So, in a total of about three hours, I saw an overgrown, angry teen rant about politics, and an immature, crude teen discuss “how sucky circumcision is.” Couldn’t I have just gone to high school?