Friday, December 18, 2009

Lucky or Freaky? It All Lies In The Eye of The Beholder


I went to six Green Day shows in Australia. Some might think I am out of my mind, crazy or a freak or whatever but I consider myself as lucky for being able to have the times of my life six times! The last two weeks were the happiest times of my life. I can't remember when the last time I felt that happy. I slept and woke up smiling. I was so damn excited to see them performing live. I traveled from Perth, Adelaide, Sydney and back again to Melbourne. I spent so much money and I didn't regret it at all. There were times I threw away some of my seating tickets and bought floor tickets instead and I swore to God that was the best thing I had ever done! When in fact some people thought it was just a foolish thing to do. I didn't care about money. I was having the best time of my life indeed! Not that I am rich or I don't have any other idea to blow my money on, I am just one very happy person.

Having gone to six shows in Australia, I gotta say that Melbourne's last show was the best of all. I didn't go to Brisbane though. Actually I already had the seated ticket for the second show. I got the very front row and it was really near to the stage. But I had decided to find the floor standing tickets, having experienced AWESOME times being on the floor in Sydney's last show. I gave my ticket to my sister. So on the 15th I and Bobby had been lining up four hours before the gate was opened. We were burning under the sunlight. But just 30 minutes before the gate was supposed to be opened, I got a phone call from Tika telling me that she heard in the radio that the show was canceled because Billie Joe was sick. I didn't believe it. I thought maybe it was some kind of a joke that Hamish and Andy made. But then the tour manager came and told us that the second show was postponed to the next day due to Billie Joe had some food poisoning. We were really disappointed. But I totally understood the situation. All GD fans there too. You know Green Day wouldn't cancel or postpone any show if it was not anything serious. It reminded me the times when Mike Dirnt was sick and had to go back and forth on the stage just to shit on the bucket. I got worried about Billie Joe though. Negative thoughts barged into my mind "What if Green Day break up just like Oasis did?" or "What if Billie Joe dies?" I know it's ridiculous. Bobby was having a dilemma because he was supposed to attend his brother's graduation ceremony on the 16th, in which in the end he chose to go to the Green Day show! YEAY! Good choice!*grins*

The next day I lined up earlier. It was getting way hotter than the day before. The mercury hit 39 degrees! Yet I stood strong under the heat. I'd do anything for Green Day. I got my survival kit bag filled with umbrella, sunscreen, food and water. Thank God Bobby was also willing to wait under the scorching hot sunlight without any complaints. The faces I saw on the second day was the same faces I saw on the first day. They were die-hard fans. You know I felt like I am really normal compared to those fans. I think some of them may have camped out there! They got all their arms or legs written with words from the Green Day songs like "Cast Away", "Viva La Gloria" or "Rage and Love" from "Jesus of Suburbia". Most of them were teenagers but there were also some people in their 30s too!

So Billie Joe was already fit at that time. The gate was opened at exactly 5:30pm. There were things that annoyed me a bit though. It was explained that the front standing were supposed to enter in door 5 or 16. And the rear standing to door 15. I was confused. I got the front standing but it said on the ticket to enter in door 15. Then the man told us "Front standing please go lining up to the city side, rear standing to the Richmond side". Some chicks behind me was like "What the fuck? I don't know where I'm going! Where's city? Where's Richmond?". You know there were lots of people coming from other state. Anyway as we entered the gate, I ran as fast as I could to door 16 (which is on Richmond's side!!). We had to wait for another 45 minutes there. When the door was opened, we ran and I couldn't believe we got the front row!! YEAY!!!

I knew that the show was going to be different when there was some surprises during Jet's performance. There were toilet paper everywhere, there were fireworks and bunny, lion, giraffe. It was awesome!
Right after the drunk bunny appeared, Green Day showed up! I went hysterical (like usual). They opened the show with normal setlist : 21st Century Breakdown, Know Your Enemy and East Jesus Nowhere. Then after several songs, Billie Joe said "We'll play that later! Now we're gonna play some old shit!". Everybody screamed so hard I could feel my ears like bleeding. And then Billie Joe started with "Seventeen and strung out on confusion..." and I was like "I can't believe they played Coming Clean!". Everyone around me who was screaming before stood still, not knowing what the song was. I screamed my head off singing to every line of the song! They also played "Going To Pasalacqua"! They also did the cover of The Kinks - You Really Got Me. It was the best fucking setlist in all Australian shows! Even though I was hoping they would play Knowledge though. During "King For A Day", Jet showed up with a bunch of male strippers! They lift up Tre Cool and it was all hilarious. Tre Cool had a boner. Oh well I had a really good time that I couldn't feel everyone was pushing and pressing. I kept jumping and screaming no matter what. And this time Billie Joe sprayed the water right at my face.


The best thing was Tre Cool was actually smiling at me and blew me a kiss! I swear to God it was for me! But you know the worst part is when they finished playing "Minority", Tre Cool went to my direction and tried to throw me the drumstick but he missed it! The girl next to me got it. I was so bummed I felt like crying. I was so close to tears when Billie Joe went acoustic. Time of Your Life (Good Riddance) is a really beautiful song but I hated it so much when the song was played because I knew that the whole Green Day thing was going to end. I wanted the drumstick and I didn't want the night to end, you know. Oh well but in the end I got Mike Dirnt's guitar pick. And I also got the original setlist! Thanks to the very kind security in front of me. She'd been giving me water and smiling at me. There was a time when I saw her mouthing words to the song and I smiled at her! You know almost all the security guards I saw were really serious, except this security guard. I thank her so much for giving me the setlist :)And I GOT THE GUITAR PICK! That's the guitar pick that Mike Dirnt was actually using on that show and it has his signature on it. I still can't believe I got it.



That night was turning to a bit chaotic. The front standing was wearing blue wristbands and the rear standing with yellow wristbands. When the show was going halfway, the people behind us were all wearing yellow wristbands! Shit. I didn't know where the other blue wristbands behind us before. Bobby who was standing beside me was now behind me. Just like Sylvia did when we were in Sydney. There's a tip for floor standing : HUG the barrier in front of you and NEVER EVER let go even when you are jumping like a mad man.


Green Day shows were hands down the best shows I had ever seen. I don't know if I'm biased though but I successfully converted my sister and some of my friends to be Green Day fans. And here's a quote I found from a forum:

"Well, I'm definitely not a big Green Day fan, but I went to the show tonight... it amazes me that I'm about to say this, but it was hands down the best concert I've ever been to :?
I've seen bands I CHERISH, bands whose reputation precedes them hugely... I've seen masters of stadium rock like Ozzy Osbourne and Metallica... And Green Day SHAT on all of them.
I'm floored... I still don't really like them any more than I did before, but that show was fucking amazing. When three songs in you've had fireworks, randoms invited on stage, band members sprinting through the crowd etc, you know you're at an event. When that went on for nearly THREE HOURS and never once really lagged... Yeah. Don't know what more to say, fucking brilliance. "


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Thursday, November 19, 2009

One Way Cheap Ticket To Hell


I'm a fan of Air Crash Investigation on the NatGeo channel. Friends would always say why I love to watch such programs which would make me more paranoid about flying. Well, I love the program because first - it really happened in reality, two - it investigates what have caused the crash, three - you get to learn something from such incidents (in case someday you're in it) and four - i just can't switch the channel once it starts!

I think I've watched almost all episodes of the crashes. I even watched some cases twice. But today, I watched one that I had never watched before. And it was exciting because it was about Adam Air, an Indonesian airline. Don't take "exciting" the wrong way, plane crash is a terrible thing and it was just thrilling to find out why. I knew about the crash before and I didn't even know what have caused the crash until I watched the program.

Let's rewind two years back.....
2007 was started with a gloomy day in Indonesia. A plane from Adam Air with 102 people on board was reported missing from the radar and it was all over the television. I was quite terrified whenever I heard some news about plane crash. It's just HUGE to me. I kept following the news update. I shed tears and prayed (yes I did pray!) for those victims' families and relatives. Everyone was devastated. There was a false report of finding some victims and wreckage on a mountain in Sulawesi. It made the situation worse. I can't imagine of having false hopes in such a helpless situation. Wreckage and debris were found in the sea and it was confirmed that the plane crashed into the water. The black-box was then located and took more than half a year to retrieve it because the government wouldn't fund it and Indonesia couldn't force Adam Air to do so.


The last thing I remembered was watching the families and relatives crying and spreading flowers on the sea. It kind of broke my heart to see all that.


Then I got lost. TV channels had stopped broadcasting news about the plane crash and everything was back to normal. So was I. I didn't know for sure what caused the crash.


Well thanks to NatGeo now I know why. I don't mean to sound like I hate Indonesia but it was the stupidest crash I had ever known. There were so many dumb and fatal mistakes. There was so much things that could have done to avoid the plane crash. It got me furious for a while. Watch the program and you will judge.

1. The faulty navigation system.
It was reported before that the same plane was having problems with the navigation system and guess what Adam Air had done - they swapped the faulty part one another with another plane. They DID NOT fix it, they just CLEANED it with some kind of lubricant.
It was also reported before that another plane from Adam Air had the same problem with the navigation system. The pilot didn't know where they were flying to. They didn't even know which location they were at.
They kept flying for three hours until they saw an airport. They didn't even know what airport it was because they lost the communication with the air traffic controller. They knew where they were at just after they landed to the airport.

2. Lack of training.
It was reported that when the navigation system failed, the pilot and the co-pilot disengaged the autopilot system YET (believe it or not) NO ONE WAS FLYING THE PLANE! They were too pre-occupied with flipping pages of the manual book trying to fix the system. 
When the alarm was on, the pilot turned it OFF.
Until the plane plunged, they realized how bad the situation was. The pilot took control. Guess what - it made the situation went FROM BAD TO WORSE. The pilot made the plane went to the opposite direction and it plummeted to the sea with the speed of sound.

3. Severe weather.
Okay you cannot blame it on Adam Air or the pilot for bad weather but you can blame the pilot for making the decision to go ahead even after being warned for such weather.
Okay maybe the pilot was under pressure by the Adam Air to keep flying no matter what. 

4. Regulation for aviation industry.
Blame it on Indonesian government too for letting such faulty plane with faulty management to freely fly in the country. Blame it on Indonesia for not having proper regulation in the aviation industry. Things would have turned out much different if Indonesia had adequate regulations.

5. Information verifications.
Rumor had it that some victims and wreckages of the plane were found in the mountain of Sulawesi. The authority confirmed it without verifying it first. It gave hopes to the families and relatives. Some of them flew right away to the spot of the accident - eager to find out if their loves ones were the lucky ones to be alive. Yet it was ALL WRONG. It made what the families felt even worse. Worsened scars for life.

WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN DONE:
1. If Adam Air underwent the proper maintenance and actually fixed or replaced the faulty part, such accident would have never happened.
2. If the pilot and co-pilot knew how to actually fly the plane without autopilot, they could survive the plane crash and such accident would have never happened.
3. If Adam Air provided adequate training, the pilot and co-pilot would have known what to do in such situations thus such accident would have never happened.
4. If the pilot refused to fly due to the bad weather ahead (as warned), such accident would have never happened.
5. If Adam Air had responsible management (by not giving pressure to pilots to keep flying no matter what), such accident would have never happened.
6. If Indonesia applied proper rules in the aviation industry, Adam Air would be banned from flying thus such accident would have never happened.

All Indonesian airlines were considered unsafe and were banned from flying to several European countries and I think the ban still applies til now.


Cutting cost doesn't mean Adam Air can cut people's lives. I'm not saying that premium ticket with safer plane is always guaranteed. Shit still happens no matter how good the plane is. But at least the risk of crashes is much smaller than the poorly-maintained planes.
I'd rather pay more money than to risk my life being on a dodgy plane. If there's anything you can do to be safer, farther away from the dangers - why not?

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Losing My Religion


I was born and raised in a country where religion is just mandatory to be put in almost every ID : citizenship cards, family cards or even in grade school reports. So it's kind of weird if one doesn't have any. It seems that we are programmed to have some religions.

My dad and his family claimed themselves as Buddhists. Well I think they were more like Confucians. Here I found most people get mixed up: Buddhism and Confucianism are two different things. Well I don't really know how different but from what I've learned, Buddhists believe in Siddhartha Gautama and Nibbana (Nirvana). While Confucianism is more like a philosophy and old traditions. Buddhists go to Vihara, Confucians go to temples. Buddhists hold on to their principles of Buddha, Dhamma and Sangha. Confucians pray to old ancestors and some other Gods like Guan Yin (Dewi Kwan Im). I learned Buddhism for 6 years in my elementary school so I hope I'm getting this right. Confucianism is not claimed as one of the official religions in Indonesia so maybe because of that most of them are declaring themselves as Buddhists.

Okay back to the background of my family's belief. Most of my dad's family have some altars in their houses: a table with some red lights, some pictures of the deceased ancestors, some fruits or food and some candle sticks. I remembered seeing my grandma and uncles did some praying there. I did it too during special occasions like Chinese New Years and to be honest it was creeping me out a bit because I've never known anyone in the pictures so I didn't know what to say. I was afraid of saying things that were not supposed to be said. But then grandma told me that I could say it in my head. By then I got scared of just thinking about anything. I felt like they're judging me and would take me to their dead world for punishment.

When I was a little bit older, I asked my grandma about Jesus, Guan Yin (Dewi Kwan Im), The Laughing Buddha (the one with big belly), Confucius (the thin one with long black beard) and Buddha (Gautama). She told me that every religion is good : Buddhism, Hinduism, Christian, Moslem, Catholic or whatever - they're all the same. I remembered she used this analogy : "If you want to go to Malang (from Tumpang), you can go past Pakis or Sawojajar - up to you. That goes the same thing with religions. They're all friends with each other up there. So be a good girl - do no harm to others and listen to what your parents say". I still have a clear picture in my head of how I imagined Jesus, Guan Yin, Confucius and Buddha were holding hands and smiling. It was one happy picture that I had.

During my childhood, I spent my days playing and studying. Religion is not a big deal in my family. We didn't have to go to Vihara or temples regularly and we didn't condemn each other in the family who didn't go. There was just no talks about it. We understood some Moslem workers had to pray several times a day. I did see my house maids praying while I was in the room with them - playing with my toys. It's just the things they had to do for what they believed in and we totally respected it.

Junior high school. I was introduced to Catholic. It's a compulsory subject in the school so I learned about it. We went to church once in a month I think. I became best friends with Sylvia and sometimes I would go to church just to accompany her.
High school. I was getting more familiar with Catholic. You know as we grow older, problems start to keep arising. I was getting more and more into Catholic and started to have some faith. When times were hard, I would just go to church and pray. I even experimented by going to Christian's churches without my dad's knowing. He didn't want me to be a Christian just because he thinks that most Christians are fanatics and out of their minds. Well I said no comments about that - who am I to judge? My faith grew stronger. I prayed everyday. I was very much in love with my boyfriend at that time that I kept on praying for our relationship and him. I got depressed and I turned to God. Being in the church just gave me some senses of "someone BIG out there named Jesus is taking care of you" - so I worried less.

Until one night. After several disappointments, I started questioning about Jesus. I questioned everything. I realized that I had been believing in Jesus just because others around me were believing in Him. I browsed in the internet for hours and got nothing. Everything was referred back to The Bible while all that I wanted was some unbiased references. I came across so many anti-Jesus websites and I got really confused. I didn't remember what I typed in the Google engine but I remembered I was not satisfied with all the evidences I've tried to collect about the existence of Jesus historically. To my surprise, the real evidences that I got satisfied with was the story of Siddhartha Gautama. Well I really couldn't sleep that night. I woke up my mom just to ask her a question about Jesus. She's once a fanatic Christian but because of my dad - she never talks about Christian or Jesus. I asked her if Jesus does exist and she said of course yes. I bombarded her with so many questions that I can't remember now. I remembered she said nothing. Maybe she didn't really know how to answer or maybe she was just sleepy. In just one night, my faith was crashed and burnt.

I started to get to know more about religions. I got sick of them. I found so many useless forums debating over Christian and Moslems. The debate of how Christians condemn those Buddhists people who worship statues. I got sick of Christian people telling me that going to Gunung Kawi temple is SINFUL. I constantly found some Christian people told me bad things about Catholic. I hated it when Christian people told me that Mother Mary was no Saint or no God or no Holy Mother - that I only had to pray to one God - Jesus. And if I pray to Mother Mary, I was just plain sinful. Even Christians people tell other Christians from different church is wrong. There are a lot of types of Christianity. I got tired of seeing my mom got judgmental questions "Are you still going to the church? Are you still serving GOD? Come on you have to go to church" - my mom would just turned her head down and said nothing. You know the perfect picture I had when I was a kid about those Gods holding their hands to each other - that's bullshit. That was a beautiful dream I had and I just woke up. In reality, some Gods are indeed peaceful and do nothing about different point of views - some Gods just can't help bitching about others. Well maybe it was the people representing their Gods and they make it like their Gods were like that. Well I don't care anyway. But it's the reality. That's the message I got.



My mother was raised in a Christian family. I constantly got questioned about my belief too by the family from my mom. There were times when I got asked if I believed in Jesus - I said no. They were like so much in shock. They asked me why oh why. I said well I just couldn't because I had to see some real historical evidences. How can I believe in something that I don't know if it's true or not? I asked so many questions about Jesus and stuff to my uncle and he couldn't give me any answers. And believe me, he got three people from his church coming to my house just to have me converted to Christian. I was gladly welcoming them and I questioned so many things about it - and again, they referred back to the Bible. They just couldn't shut up. They just blabbered proudly about how The Bible was made from different people but they delivered the same meanings - well I thought "How do you know? They could be the people who were just lucky for not getting busted for all the conspiracy they've made". I asked them about some scriptures that was claimed as lies - what base did they use for considering them as wrong? These three people were just so clever that they made me forget what my question was - leaving me more confused than ever. There was this one particular answer leaving me shut up "Well you know you cannot see things with your nose. You cannot feel how rough my skin is with your ears. You cannot listen to music with your eyes. And that's how faith works. It needs another sense". They got me and I was like "Really? What kind of sense? Sixth sense? Do I have it?". I asked them how I can get the extraordinary sense, they told me to open up my heart.

One night my passport was lost. I needed it to buy a flight ticket back to Melbourne. I had my mom and my housemaid helping me out looking for it until 3 o'clock in the morning. It wasn't found. I broke down in tears and asked my mom "Does God really exist? If He does, show me my passport and I would believe in God!". The next day, magic happened. The passport was then simply lying on my desk. We've gone through the desk like hundreds of times and it wasn't there last night! The hair of the back of my neck stood up. My mom just said "See, God really does exist" and she shared the story to my aunties and uncles. While my dad believed it was just a ghost teasing me. It was quite a turning point for me. I started to have my faith back. I started to believe in Jesus again.

I started going to church. I have so many friends who went to church. I went to pray every Fridays and got involved in some Sunday services. To be honest, I was still in constant refutations with myself. I was still searching. Well even though I was still in search, I know one thing that I always believe in : it's kindness. And one thing that made me believe in Christian is how great my friends were. Some of them were really good hearted. Let's name one of them : Yulia. I knew her and she had changed since she turned to Christian. She's just one amazing person who's always there when everybody needs her.

A visit to a hospital did some damage again to the faith that I had built. I was unwell and I went to hospital because it was public holiday and there was no doctor around. In the reception desk, I was asked my name, my address, my date of birth... but then "religion?". I panicked. I didn't know what religion I was. I couldn't say I was Christian because it was just not right. I felt like the receptionist looked at me like a fool for being confused. Well I was confused why I should declare my religion at that time! To end the weird look on the receptionist's face, I blurted and I said that I was a Buddhist. I was quite in a disbelief. Why did I say that? Then I got to think that deep down inside my heart, I wasn't really a Christian. I was forcing myself to become one. I wasn't a Buddhist either because I didn't go to Vihara to pray. I felt like I didn't belong to any of the religion group. I felt like I was a misfit. An outcast.

For all those times going to church and praying, I tried really hard to believe - they say I need to open up my heart? Well it sounds stupid but I didn't really know how to open my heart. I didn't really know why but I just couldn't feel anything that those people told stories of how they were called by Jesus, how they heard God's voices. I NEVER had any of those. Those things just don't suit my whole belief system.

Then I went to go on a road trip with my friends. I was in a car with a Christian friend and a Buddhist friend. They were quite fanatics for what they believe in. I was sitting at the back. I was sleeping and when I woke up, they were debating over religions. I wasn't taking any side but I agreed a bit with my Buddhist friend - simply because he backed up Moslem even though he was not one. I joined the conversation and I told my Christian friend that I didn't have any belief in particular religion - I just take what's good from each religion. He then encouraged me to keep looking and find one that suits me.

Well, what if there's none that suits me? Why should I find one? What if I don't want to have any religion? Some people say "If you don't have any religion - when you die - where are you going? You will be judged based on what you believe. Aren't you scared?". To be honest, at this point I don't care. I don't really care about heavens and hells. I don't care if they really exist or not. The fact is religions were the ones who had been doing damages to humanity - wars.

Sometimes I wish I was like them - the ones with faith, the ones who don't question everything, the ones who just accepts the beliefs without any doubts. I don't have any of that. I can't close my mind and read The Bible and become a blind follower. That's just not right for me.

Some people were born with faith, some people were not. I don't know if I was lucky or unlucky to be one with no faith to religions. You know how debate over religion never ends : those who believe in some particular religion consider those atheists need to be saved, while those atheists think they're lucky that they're not brainwashed.

I once told Ayu about this faith thing and she gave me some quotes from "The Angels & Demons" by Dan Brown : "Faith is a gift I have yet to receive". That's a good one. Maybe someday I would receive that gift. If I do, I would definitely share in this blog. But at this time, I have no religion - but I DO believe in God or any higher power. It's not specifically Jesus, Buddha, Confucius or Guan Yin or anything. It's just God. I believe that this universe was not built out from nothing. I am declaring myself as Agnostic.

Well if I don't receive that gift of faith until I die, maybe I would get scared of where I would be going. If I die someday, just do whatever prayers you want to pray I don't care as long as it's good. I'd like to be cremated because I don't want to be another burden to the environment. I'm dead anyway I won't feel a thing if I get burnt.


A GREAT video clip by REM - Losing My Religion



We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another. Jonathan Swift quotes
If you have a particular faith or religion, that is good. But you can survive without it. Dalai Lama quotes

Doubt is part of all religion. All the religious thinkers were doubters.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Unboxing The Green Day Ultimate Collectors 7" Singles Box Set

Got it yesterday and I was super excited to open it! :)





Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Black Eyed Peas - The E.N.D. Australian Tour 2009

I am not a fan of hip-hop, but I do enjoy some of hip-hop songs. I love some Black Eyed Peas songs from their album Elephunk and Monkey Business. Sadly, I hate their new album called "The E.N.D". No offense to any BEP lovers but I personally think it is so lame : "E.N.D. is for Energy Never Dies". Really? I hate how they open the first song of the album "Boom Boom Pow" with some robotic voice saying "The energy never dies - energy cannot be destroyed - blah blah blah". I can't stand listening to that part - I feel like banging my head on the wall - really. A friend of mine can't even stand listening to the whole song of "Boom Boom Pow". Also their new album sounds too computerized (try "Rock Your Body" where Fergie sounds so weird) and so techno. I am not a fan of techno. The beat and the lyrics are so repetitive that most people think it is catchy - it is actually  boring. Well at least to me. Some of the good stuffs from their new album are : "Meet Me Halfway" and "I Gotta Feeling". I hate "Rock Your Body" and "Now Generation". I also hate "Imma Be". After I listened to it the whole song, it is more like a "I'm a bee". Sorry for bitching about them a bit. I guess they're just not my cup of tea.



Despite their disappointing new album, I went to see them last night. They put quite a great show though - because Will.i.am played some Nirvana and Red Hot Chili Peppers even if it was just for a few seconds. It was like the best seconds I had in that show. I was in disbelief for a while because I thought that it was all hip-hop and there would be no Rock 'N Roll. I guess the surprise factor played a role here. Well it was until that time that I really enjoyed the show. Once I heard the "Smells Like Teen Spirit" music, I screamed and jumped jumped jumped. I knew everyone in front of me, next to me or behind me maybe was not as excited as I was. I was jumping and screaming by myself. Well I don't care though! I had a good time! :D Ooh if only Kurt Cobain was still alive... :( What a shame :(

My favorite songs from the show last night : "Where's The Love?". Well I think it is the best BEP songs. I had a great time during "Pump It" and "I Gotta Feeling" too. Too bad during the encore the BEP wasted so much time introducing the other members of the band. It got quite boring that almost everyone took a seat.


Set List :
1. Let's Get Retarded
2. Rock That Body
3. Meet Me Halfway
4. Don't Phunk With My Heart
5. Shut Up
6. Will.i.am Free Style
7. Imma Be
8. My Humps
9. Missing You
10. Apl.de.ap Solo
11. Taboo Solo
12. Fergalicious (Fergie Solo)
13. Glamorous (Fergie Solo)
14. Big Girls Don't Cry (Fergie Solo)
15. Will.i.am DJ Set (In The Ayer/American Boy/Jump/Otherside/Smells Like Teen Spirit)
16. Now Generation
17. Pump It
18. Where Is The Love?
19. Boom Boom Pow

Encore
20. Showdown/Party All The Time/ Outta My Head
21. I Gotta Feeling
 

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