Foo Fighters, 18 June. Old Trafford

When you spend all day at a cricket ground watching live bands whilst the rain cascades down from gloomy clouds you quickly come to the realisation that all day gigs aren't necessarily about the music. They are about the company you are with.

Night gigs are about the music. They are all about getting people into a small, dark, sweaty, hall and making them jump up and down to live music being cranked out by a band within touching distance and a lead singer who brings the crowd into the song and lets them join in on a wave of heightened emotions.

You can't recreate that at 3pm on Sunday afternoon no matter how hard you try., but that doesn't mean you can't enjoy yourself. Which is when being there with people you like comes into it.

It rained a lot on 18th June in Manchester. In fact I'm sure I saw a couple of guys in the cricket ground building an ark during when Eagles Of Death Metal took to the stage. This wasn't a bad way of passing the time but I prefer mine: drinking and chatting and laughing.

Of course we listened to the bands that came on but to be honest they weren't our reason to be there. Our reason was to watch Foo Fighters and spend time together having fun.

I'd been told before hand that Foo Fighters do exactly what it says on the record label: 'They Rock!' That's true, but what I didn't know was how engaging David Grohl was. How relaxed he would be chatting to the crowd, apologising for the weather, and promising their next album would be full of harder rockier songs then 'In Your Honour'.

I feel I'm cheating by having a review that simply says 'The Foo Fighters are a good live act and play rock music' but if I'm being honest this isn't really a review. It's a thank you to friends and to let them know how much I had a good time with them at Old Trafford as the rain poured down and we huddled together in plastic raincoats.