So it was pissing down a couple of hours before the gig, and we thought, “Oh no, it’s going to be a mud fest like Laneway,”—remember that fateful Jan 29 music festival earlier this year? Thankfully, when we rocked up at about 7:30pm, the rain had tricked to a slight drizzle. But what greeted us was a queue that snaked such a long way back from the entrance; it was quite a while before we could see the end. When we were finally inside the venue, the ground wasn’t as bad as we expected. It was muddy, yes, but not nigh-on quicksand-like as it was at Laneway.