Perhaps you've seen or are at least familiar with the movie "Some Kind of Monster", a documentary about Metallica's sessions with a therapist and lead singer James Hetfield's stint in rehab. Well, it seems old James is buying into his 12-step program a little too enthusiastically, and so those of us in the audience at tonight's show were constantly reminded that Metallica loves and appreciates its fans, and they were so happy to see us there tonight. Well, you know what? The kinder, gentler approach might have bothered me, but not only do Metallica still rock, they rock!!! With three exclamation points!!! My friend Andy and I dropped $57 on these tickets, and they were worth every penny. The show turned out to be in the round, so the 12th row meant that there were times where one of the band members would stop right in front of us, just a little below our eye level. It wasn't perfect by any means, but the band pretty much stuck to old favorites, did two encores, and played for over 2 hours. I'm going to have to buy the Black Album tomorrow. I forgot how much good stuff is on there. I think Metallica will have to hang it up before too long, though. They're starting to show their age a little bit, and pretty soon, it's going to be hard to take those guys seriously when they're in their 50s and pudgy.
On a side note, you haven't lived until you've been to a metal show in Indiana. The sheer number of mullets, acid-wash jeans, straggly goatees, sleeveless t-shirts, and devil signs flashed could easily overwhelm a person of lesser constitution. We weren't even inside Conseco for 5 minutes before some dude behind us in the beer line was trying to pick a fight by calling another guy a "fucking faggot". It brought back so many fond memories of high school.
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