Before the Oils began their set, an announcer let everyone know that photography was strictly forbidden. This didn't stop someone from opening up with a professional-level flash during the opening number, causing Peter Garrett to leap into the audience once he'd finished his current verse. His immense frame began swimming over the crowd, which only came up to his waist as he walking on the empty seats vacated by the standing audience. He worked his way back to the photographer and reamed him out while the band held their place, just sort of jamming and watching the action. Then Garrett worked his way back to stage and finished the tune. David had viewed the whole thing with what I took to be mock alarm, seeing the immense figure of Garrett coming our way and beginning to jabber, "Oh no! He's coming for me! He's going to kill me!!" It kinda looked all apocalyptic like that, to see this giant bald spider of a man swim above the people and moving in your direction.
After the show, we discovered that Dave's roommate had been hanging with one of the roadies and had scored The Green Disc, which the roadie described as something the band had put together for them. And so I felt lucky when I ended up with a copy of that.
To the best of my recollection, the setlist for the show was something like:
King Of The Mountain (an incredible opener: the energy of this was explosive and set the tone for the night)
Put Down the Weapon
The Dead Heart
Stars Of Warburton
Best Of Both Worlds
Shakers and Movers
Blue Sky Mine (great lights on this number, going to a sort of blue sunset behind the band on the last note)
River Runs Red
One Country (just Garrett and Moginie on stools under a spotlight, with Moginie on a six-string acoustic)
Sell My Soul
Beds Are Burning