käes lavale astus Rise Against oma täies hiilguses: Tim McIlatrh (vokaal, kitarr), Zach Blair (kitarr, taustvokaal), Joe Principe (basskitarr, taustvokaal), Brandon Barnes (trummid). Esimesed kaks lugu olid Collapse ja Any Way You Want It. Need laulud tundusid kuidagi võõrad, ilmselt olid varem vähem kuuldud kui teised. Alates kolmandast laulust hakkas uusi ja vanu hitte tulema. Uue albumi pealt mängiti järjest Long Forgotten Sons, Hairline Facture, Audience Of One, From Heads Unworthy ja The Dirt Whispered. Viimane laulu ajal uue plaadi pealt Re-Education ajal hakkas mul imelikult kõrvades vilisema, ees üürgasid kõlarid ja tagapool laulis täiest kõrist publik, keda oli kogunenud peaaegu täissaal. Õnneks oli selline vilin kõrvades ainult üheks lauluks. Enne vanade hittide juurde suundumist, tahtis Tim McIlarth näha laulu Blood: Red, White & Blue ajal ringlemist Eesti moodi
It revolved, filling the kitchen with the smell of tomatoes and oregano. I didn't take my eyes from the plate of food as I spoke. "How often?" I asked casually. "Hmmm?" He sounded as if I had pulled him from some other train of thought. I still didn't turn around. "How often did you come here?" "I come here almost every night." I whirled, stunned. "Why?" "You're interesting when you sleep." He spoke matter-of-factly. "You talk." "No!" I gasped, heat flooding my face all the way to my hairline. I gripped the kitchen counter for support. I knew I talked in my sleep, of course; my mother teased me about it. I hadn't thought it was something I needed to worry about here, though. His expression shifted instantly to chagrin. "Are you very angry with me?" "That depends!" I felt and sounded like I'd had the breath knocked out of me. He waited. "On?" he urged. "What you heard!" I wailed. Instantly, silently, he was at my side, taking my hands carefully in his. "Don't be upset!" he pleaded
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