Three songs in, we'd seen enough. Myself and smoke_rising decided to fuck off to the loo and to get food, whereupon we discovered that (from inside at least, and admittedly muffled) every single other Nickelback song sounds just like 'How You Remind Me'.
We spent quite a long time inside. Huge queues and all that. When we eventually emerged, Nickelback were STILL onstage and busily mutilating some classic Pantera, which, by rights, they should not have been allowed anywhere near. In the same way that if you want the Mona Lisa restoring, you don't ask a ten year old with some felt tips to do it.
It was one of those sets where EVERYBODY was waiting for them to Hurry Up And Get On With The One Song We Actually Like So You Can Fuck Off And The Band We Actually Want To See Can Come On. (I've been to a few like that, and it's usually Placebo who fulfil that role.)
And yes, they really were that bad!