So last night Denise and I went to see Metallica live on Citadel Hill. It was so frigging awesome. Ok, it was raining (those plastic ponchos are awesome, btw), but it was so good.

Not that I expected it to be a bad show, but I was rather surprised how good a show Metallica put on. Excellent performers. James was all zen and warm and fuzzy. Kirk was all stoic and into his own thing. Lars stuck out his tongue a lot. And the new guy (sorry, I miss Jason still), was really good. Even though he isn't Jason.

On the way in some stoned guy was asking if Denise and I were sweaty under the ponchos?!? We weren't. It was way too cold. My sneakers got muddy, my new umbrella got taken ( just bought it 20 minutes before ), pushed through the huge crowd of people to about halfway up the hill.

We saw the last few minutes of Coheed and Cambria, who were good. Dude had some hair.

Then the sun came out (and down) and the rain stopped and Metallica took the stage. It was an awesome set. Lots and lots of early stuff. When I first saw James, I kept poking Denise, saying ' look, look it's James, it's James'. I did the same for Lars and Kirk too. And there was fire too. For 'One', there was amazing lights and guns shots and then fireworks, and just awesomeness as 'One' started.

They came back for an encore, and launched I into Misfits cover of 'Last Caress'. OMG. So good. So good.

When they tried to leave, James even played a little game with us, when he took the guitar off, we booed, when he put it back on, we cheered, and then he'd take it off again.... Playful James.

We finally left, I did have to help Denise up the rain slick hill. It was a really great night. It was worth the money. I'm planning to see them next time they come back. And they said they would!


- Melina