We were invited to play this thing by Leila, who got our number from Becca of Dramaturgy Presents. It was to celebrate the release of the Waveriders movie, or to fundraise, or something.
I was being paid to bring and run the PA for the bands. We set up the stuff under a tent. Various members of the band showed up at various times. There were two acoustic acts who were going to play in addition to us and The Downtown Train. Time started ticking on, and I nudged the acoustic acts to go on, but nobody wanted to play yet as 'the vibe' wasn't 'right.' One of these was the super charismatic Bradley Riot, who has very large holes in his ears, and plays a fine thrashy acoustic song.
Downtown Train were a dirty dirty blues band, that were tremendous. Young guys, but they played the crap out out of the blues and I was super impressed. They played for a long time, and I was getting agitated as we were now in a countdown as to how much time the bands had left to play. I said one more song, and they played a looooong one more song, and then burst into yet another 'one more song.' I kept my cool, and thanked them.
We played a good set to entirely the wrong crowd, who couldn't care less it seemed. (Girls kept trying to plug their pop-filled iPods into the PA throughout the day.)