I don’t know if it’s the amazing people of beautiful San Antonio, or the heavy metal genre that draws the nicest people around, my wife and I felt welcomed all over the city. Everywhere we went we were greeted as guests to the Metallica show. From lunch at Chili’s, to walking around the mall, fellow metal heads would send a friendly greeting with the occasional “devil horns” as a sign of heavy metal unity.
As we made our way towards the Alamodome we stopped by the merchandise table to collect our rock armor otherwise known as concert t-shirts. My wife, a Metallica shirt, and I an Avenged Sevenfold shirt since I have none in my collection. Making our way through the thousands of fans we found ourselves on the third floor, last row, somewhere in the middle literally against the wall. The very definition of a nose bleed section, we sat there. I was upset with myself that I had chosen such seats that put so much space between myself and the bands that I felt a sense of disappointment, momentarily as it would later reveal.
Due to misdirection I parked my car a few blocks further away from the Alamodome that made way for a stretch of a walk so I had actually missed the majority of Local H and their set. But from what I gathered amongst the talks, they gained new fans that night.
Avenged Sevenfold took to the stage and in his usual onstage presence, M Shadows delivered an amazing performance one of which included a dedication of the song Hail to the King to the parents of an 8 year old who sat atop the father’s shoulders in awe ! The band rocked on with hits from The Stage, and fan favorites like Afterlife, Nightmare and my drumming favorite, Almost Easy. Synyster Gates and Zacky Vengeance were as every bit of incredible as their collection of guitars. The band would not be complete without Johnny Christ on bass and Brooks Wackerman on drums which I was new to his style of drumming. This marked the second opportunity I was able to catch Avenged Sevenfold in concert and truly grow as a fan of theirs
Again, those nose bleed seats I purchased were a result of my procrastination. But the more the evening progressed the more I felt like I had one of the best seats in the house. You see, when Metallica took to the stage at an early 8:45pm time slot it almost felt like we were set to call it a show early in the evening. Most headliners don’t hit the stage until 10pm. Nevertheless, Metallica took to the stage. As a segue from ACDC’s It’s A Long Way To The Top into the opening to Hardwired…To Self-Destruct the entire Alamodome shook and felt the heat when the quartet began. From the giant screens projecting their every move, to the flame throwers in unison with the music it was the most unforgettable show these eyes have ever seen. My nose bleed seats became my favorite seats in the house. My wife was beside me with her horns in the air, fellow metal heads to the left and right of me were singing every single word written by Metallica.
After the first hour of Metallica’s set, I began to think the band still hadn’t played this classic, that classic, they’re playing songs mostly from their latest album. Poor naïve me. I have been to many concerts, but that night I was in the presence of rock royalty. I was witness to the gods of rock. Time would tell. Time did tell. Metallica performed for over two hours! They played almost every single song released (No spoilers) or at least it felt like it. The projections of their faces on the big screens showed signs of fatigue in their continuous strumming and hammering, but they never gave in. They gave every single Metallica fan what they wanted. Despite showing their signs of fatigue, the band’s smiles never wavered and they pushed through happily.
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