Brendan Benson was first on. He was much more exciting than I thought he would be, even though I did spend 15 minutes of his set at the bar, whilst a couple of six foot something skinhead wankers cut in to buy 7 cans of Carling. Fucking dickheads. But yeah, he was good - but don't you always think the support band are fantastic, but then they are dwarfed by the headline act?

I have always had a real hatred of roadies and guitar techs. You know how you have just watched the support act, you have your perfect place to watch the main band, you are hot and your legs are already tired, and you are standing next to some stoners, and listening to the Killers over the PA? Yeah. And very quickly a bunch of guys come on in black t-shirts, cart off some gear, and bring some more back on. Then some long haired guy who clearly wanted to be a rock star but had no real talent comes on with the band's guitars, tunes them, does a "guitar shop" riff, and messes with some dials. Then he goes and bangs on some drums, goes off stage, then comes back on and re-tunes the guitar. Ten minutes later some cooler, younger looking guy brings on some towels, and some water, and some setlists and you think "ooh, looks like something might be happening here..." - but no. The guitar tech comes back and re-tunes the guitar. Again.

Anyway, eventually the lights go out, we all make noises, sort of like a television audience falling out a plane, all the camera phones come out and five hundred people waste a few Kb taking photos of the camera phones of people in front (I'm sure someone, at the front, might have got a photograph that resembled Beck).

Beck took to the stage, wearing a necklace that looked like onions, and green pants. My hero. He did some cool electro toy piano thing, and some scratching, and some "Yo, I want you all to be feeling this" type thing and burst into 'Devil's Haircut'. Amazing.

During one of the first new tracks, 'Black Tambourine', some guy, I don't know who he is, but he bangs stuff on stage, started doing to amazing dance. I mean, it was incredible. Dressed in black pants, skinny white shirt and tie, slicked black hair and glasses. Like Buddy Holly meets Jay Kay.

About half way through, Beck Hansen announces he's going to do a few acoustic songs, as someone brings out a table, some chairs and food, and the rest of the band sit down and eat Shepherd's Pie. After a while I noticed there wasn't just a guitar playing, but this keyboard-y sound, and a snare drum in the background. That wasn't it at all. The fruit was actually shakers, and one guy was playing the wine glasses with his finger. Eventually it grew into this beautiful piece of music. Wine glasses, shakers, forks on the table, and plates. I had never seen anything like it in my entire life. The band had really gone the extra mile.

As with any concert, Beck left the stage pretending there wasn't going to be an encore, whilst the tech guys dicked around with some cables. I was quite upset by this point as there had been no songs from 'Midnite Vultures'.

Five minutes later they come back on stage, dressed in Super Furry Animals style glow in the dark suites. Most strange. Anyway, they kick off again with 'Sexx Laws'. Beck then invites some kids from the front of the stage up, who can't dance, and don't know the words, but they have fun anyway. I thought that was really good of him. He had them up there dancing with him. It was a party. He was having a party with three or four thousand people. It was beautiful.