From Brussels, we cruised out to the boondocks, where these festivals must by law take place in order to sucessfully re-create conditions suitable for bathing in mud, drinking too much beer, and getting one's tent stolen while off raving in the woods. Werchter is a BIG festival that draws about 75,000 people every summer. That calls for a lot of port-a-potties, and some extremely absorbant trees. Weezer took the "tent stage" as opposed to the main stage, and the tent soon swelled to an over capacity crowd of chanting weez-folk, demonstrating the need for weezer to get on the main stage next time. Rivers seemed to have a lot to say, but not everything sank in with the multi-lingual crowd. But they did know the language of rock, and giant mosh pits broke out as well as massive sing-a-longs!
