hello!
well, i'm just getting into this whole blogging thing (many thanks to brandon fuller, henceforth to be referred to as bfuller), and what better topic to start with than METALLICA!
bfuller emailed me a week or two back telling me that he won tickets to see metallica at the fillmore in san francisco, and did i want to go with him? (for those of you not familiar with this venue, it's a standing-only place about the size of my junior high gymnasium.) hmmm, let me think for about one nanosecond... YES! my 5th time seeing metallica: '88 cleveland (with queensryche), '89 cleveland (with the cult), '94 shoreline (mountain view), '00 candlestick, and now this one.
(for those of you not familiar with brandon, he just had a daughter named sydney on may 8th. and he flew out to cali to see metallica. he's hard core. of course, his wife kim is a hard core metallica fan, too, so she didn't mind that he left for a couple days.)
food!
we drove up a little later than planned and got there at about 6:45, a little too late to sit down and eat, so we chowed at the burger king for the mentally insane. you either had to be 90 and suffering from dementia or rambling incessantly to anyone within earshot about how the water sucks and you're not drinking that sh!t. interesting dining experience.
metal!
the opening act at the show was a local band called death angel. they were ok, then sucky, then ok, then sucky. some crazy bald dude near me was pretty hard-core fan, though -- i think he was there to see them and not metallica -- kept trying to get me to mosh with him by pushing me. dude, if i'm gonna mosh, it AIN'T gonna be to this band. the lead singer told us multiple times that we were "beautiful, open-minded mother f-ers". gee, thanks, but you guys still suck.
metallica came on after an hour wait. most of the crowd was older, looking at cell phones, watches, etc., probably thinking, "man, it's getting late, i gotta get home!" but they were worth the wait. being so up-close was really cool. they led off with "battery" (which i correctly predicted, thankyouverymuch) and hit almost all the songs off "master of puppets". also played off "kill 'em all", "ride the lightning", and "...and justice for all". they played NOTHING from the black album or later; it was totally old school. they also played two from the upcoming album called "st. anger": the title track and one called "frantic". if they are any indication of the album, it should be a good one.
humor!
one funny point in the show was when they went off before the first encore. the whole crowd starting singing the beginning to "frayed ends of sanity". the boys came out and lars was basically talking kirk through remembering how to play it. james started playing, kirk tried to remember but was having a hard time. then rob (new bassist) confessed that he didn't know the song and the guys were trying to get him to learn it during the break. oh, well, i give them points for trying!
another funny (funnier) moment was in the last set when they kicked off "breadfan". they were totally out of tune -- james was convinced it was kirk, who was adamant that it was NOT. they tried a few times to re-tune. james told kirk: "dude, your guitar is JACKED." eventually rob figured out it was him. it was a great non-performing interaction, fun to see.
disappointment!
when we saw them at candlestick james told us we "kicked maximum ass". we were waiting for the next adornment but were told only that we "kick ass". what a letdown. i was hoping for something like "you kick infinite ass" or "you kick a googplex of ass", or even "you kick SUPER maximum ass (with wings)". but no luck.
craziness!
driving back on i-280 we saw 6 cops chase down a nissan sentra. it wasn't what i would call high speed (maybe 80 mph), but then again, a nissan sentra can't go that fast anyway. dude, why try to outrun the cops? don't you watch the tv show? the bad guy ALWAYS gets caught or crashes. either way, bad for you.
about 5 miles later we saw a couple other cars on the side of the road with hazards on. no big deal, but when i turned back to the road something wasn't right. further up the "botts dots" (reflective lane markers) were gone from my view. my brain told me something was odd, so i slowed down. as we continued there was some weird grayness to part of my view, and then i started driving over glass and plastic. right then i realized what was going on: THERE WAS A CAR LAYING ON ITS SIDE IN THE MIDDLE TWO LANES. the grayness was its underside facing me. very scary. must have just happened, because the rescue crews were about 30 seconds behind us. after that, i camped in the right lane going about 60.
basketball!
the night got infinitely better when i got home, flipped on sportscenter, and saw that the cleveland cavs landed the #1 pick in the nba draft. oh wait, i forgot -- i don't give a rat's patooty about the nba anymore. forget i said anything.
8:46:43 PM 
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