Confession: I went to a Nickelback concert on Sunday night.
Here's the rest of the story. See they were the headliners on an awesome line up: My Darkest Days, Seether, and Bush. As far as I'm concerned, Nickelback was a sideline--I totally went to the concert for the other bands.
I sang along to Porn Star Dancing and Country Song and Machine Head but I don't know the words to Nickelback songs (I was a minority in the sold out crowd) so instead, I just danced with my hubs and watched one of our favorite couples get totally rowdy (at one point, HIS shirt came off. There are damning photos of this incident. I won't share them. Not yet, at least).
Generally my musical tastes are spot on so don't judge me for this little Nickelback incident. Trust me, I'd see some totally crappy bands if it meant hearing Gavin Rossdale belt out Come Down to a screaming crowd.