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Bjork rocks at the Auckland Big Day Out 2008. Photo / Richard Robinson

Bjork rocks at the Auckland Big Day Out 2008. Photo / Richard Robinson

11.10pm, Joanna: Okay, I'll be honest. I didn't quite make it to the end of the Big Day Out.

I tried, I really did. But eventually my weary legs got the better of me.

Besides, it was only two weeks ago I saw Supergroove at the Coroglen Tavern in Whitianga. How different could it possibly be?

For the record, they were awesome then.

So that's it for another year. I am now safely ensconced in my bed having snuck out before the masses.

That's it from me. Word.

10.24pm, Joanna: Right, so when I last left you I was pondering the audience reception to
Bjork.

Having decided the Icelandic pixie was not my cup of tea, I moved on to the Boiler Room where UK DJ Krafty Kuts and MC Dynamite were playing.

We only caught the last ten minutes but we were most impressed by the master sampler.

With a short break until LCD Sound System we decided to work our way to the front of the tent and grab a better possie.

After the first three songs we were loving it but feeling it, so decided to bail.

One question plagues us still though - where the hell are those guys from? We thought they were English but the accents would imply otherwise.

$5 to the first right answer...

Back at the mainstage, it seemed the vast majority of people were at the BDO for one thing and one thing only. Rage. Though the crowd stretched as far as the eye could see, it was surprisingly subdued.

Clearly the heat of the day had finally taken its toll.

So, just Supergroove and The Clean left for the night. Will my tired legs survive? At this point, it's looking questionable...

8.40pm, Joanna: Besotted, bewildered or just bored? It's hard to tell. One thing is for sure, the thousands-strong crowd for Bjork is unflinching.

After a colourful entrance, complete with brass band, Bjork emerged in what can only be described as a Mongolian technicolour dreamcoat and headpiece.

From there, it was all downhill. Convinced it must be nearing the end of her set, I was shocked to find we were only 15 minutes in.

As someone said to me, perhaps it would be more poignant if you could understand Icelandic.