I’ll Be There For You followed, it was great again, but at this point Seb was so high from Keep The Faith that this song passed him by while texting Emil about how spectacular Faith just had been. After Jon returned he looked a bit upset according to my friend, but I didn’t notice. I was still as high as a kite because of that spectacular version. Blaze Of Glory was done very well again with Jon going for it and after the song had finished there were some problems with the Tamagotchi guitar so Richie did the intro of Blood On Blood on the Fender he had just played during Blaze. It sounded very different was it was played without any distortion and for the first time ever I could hear every note during the intro. Nice one. Richie changed guitars when the song had started and overall Blood On Blood was a very nice surprise and Jon was on fire during the song. He held back a bit during the first chorus and relied a bit on the backing vocals but went for it the second time, realizing that his voice still not had been shot. Have A Nice Day followed, very loud guitars, a lot louder than how it’s normally mixed and this is how the riff is supposed to sound in a stadium. It didn’t sound muffed but actually very powerful and it got the crowd on the back of their feet. Who Says followed and well, I’m not a fan of the song but the song went over rather well. It’s alright, I guess. Huhu.

When Prayer started and the drums kicked in it was the first time I could feel the floor moving because of all the bouncing that was done. Really everybody was into the song at this point. Keep in mind that at this point the show had already lasted about 2 hours and 25 minutes, so the build up to this song was pretty much done and I think literally everybody was waiting for it. In Amsterdam 2003 the crowd was loud, and that was with 45.000 people in the venue. This was 30.000 people, but 2003 was no match to this crowd. Absolutely stunning, Jon could just sat down and let the crowd sing the entire song and it would’ve worked.

Now the encore was really something special. I had seen the text sheets for Stick To Your Guns and no way I would’ve thought that it would work, but Jon and Richie got together and it looked like they were figuring out what they play. All of a sudden Jon said “alright, let’s give it a try then” and he and Richie went straight into the acoustic part of Stick To Your Guns. The pit was pretty quiet for a change when they did so and there I was screaming again. “Yeaaaah”. My friend who was no longer standing beside me heard me and wondered, and I screamed at her “Stick To Your Guuuuns!”. She was like “oooh yeaaaah”, and I texted Emil. It looked like Jon wouldn’t sing the song but there he went into the first lines of the sung to which the pit went absolutely crazy. When the drums and bass kicked in it felt like the band had must’ve rehearsed the song sometime this tour because it sounded too good to be true, to be honest. However, for a song they had not played live since 1988 the band and especially Jon did an incredible job. There was no struggling at all and although he lost the words when some of the people at the front row dropped the lyrics, he gave them the finger (right on) and went on with the song. The stadium again was pretty quiet just like they were Diamond Ring but they sung the chorus again, and when the song was about to go into a solo Richie wanted to but Jon commanded him to stop, and the band went into Wanted instead. This was just like when I heard Dry County in Dusseldorf one of those moments why I became a fan, and why I’m still a fan. I was shaking like I was having Parkinson and texting someone had never been so difficult but I nailed it. The text message, that is. I could only imagine what the reactions on Jovitalk would be like, but I was there and didn’t have to read it from a ****ing message board.

After Wanted was finished I was expecting to get Bad Medicine and I’m sure it was planned but there was no more time left. The curfew was officially set at half past 12, I think it really was 1 at night they were supposed to stop but the show stopped at 10 past 1. It was absolutely brilliant, I’ve got no other words for it. Back in Frankfurt I told Thierry they’d have a tough job beating that show in London but Amsterdam actually just was a much better show. Sure, it didn’t have Damned and These Days, but the overall quality of the show was so much better. Before the show started many people expected a show that would run just over 2 hours, but it was a 2 hour and 40 minutes long show that literally blew every die hard away. Thierry came to me with a look on his face like “I can’t believe what I just witnessed” and in fact neither could we. I wonder what Twickenham will bring, but this really is the best concert I’ve ever seen any band do. There were no real downers, only a few **** ups and a rarity in the end that nobody expected. I could go on and on about this, but you just had to be there that night and I’m glad me and my friends were there.

It was a bitch to get back home. Back in the train again (that was loaded with soccer fans) and I had to endure an epilogue from a Portugese soccer fan to a Dutch student who explained his theories about how Holland was going to be playing against Portugal in the finals. The funny thing about it was how some French soccer fan was sitting beside him, all dressed with French crosissants on his belt, not looking too happy. When I made it to Rotterdam, dad picked me up with the car, drove me to the bus station again and from there I had to cycle 8 km home again. Keep in mind that by now it was half past 4 in the morning but still Seb was psyched about the Bon Jovi show he just saw. When I finally went to bed it was 6 o’ clock in the morning but I still couldn’t get some sleep. I put on some X-Files episode, 10 minutes later I turned it off, the DVD had made me tired and finally Seb was dreaming about beautiful girls with big tits again. 5 hours later he had to play a volleyball tournament with the family again though, so it wasn’t really a long dream, and one of my BJ buddies (I just had to mention this word in one of my reviews) would be playing with me, she picked me up, we played the match and still weren’t tired. After the tournament we went home, had some Chinese food and I had promised her we’d be recording some songs because that in fact was her ultimate dream. To be recording some Bon Jovi songs with Seb. My brother and niece came along, and here’s the special thing I promised you.

Our version of Sat. Night. Just for you.

http://www.bonjovi-archives.com/SatNight.mp3

Rating on the Supersonic’s all mattering Bon Jovi review index:
***** The ****ing bollocks!!!
**** Top show.
*** Yeah, well that was alright...
** Piss poor performance. Nnngg!!!
* Jon you cunt I hope you go bald within 1 day!

Hope you enjoyed my review. Cheers to my friends again. This again has been one big ****ing pleasure.

Salaam Aleikum,
Sebastiaan