For me a typical day in the paradise of Las Vegas consists of a leisurely poolside afternoon spent with a Stephen King novel, a delicious dinner at Little Ceasar's pizza and an evening moshing to Metallica. Last night as I stood amongst a sea of metal heads, fist pumping in unison with 12,000 other people wearing black t-shirts, I was filled with the strength of belonging to something larger than myself. Seniors, teens, kids and parents were shouting the same words to a 24-year old thrash metal song. When the lights dimmed for a moment and the first few chords of "Fade to Black" rang out, a reverent hush fell over the crowd. To be a part of this music, these songs which have accompanied so many moments and events, which have spanned a generation, was incredible.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Metallica Live in Las Vegas
For me a typical day in the paradise of Las Vegas consists of a leisurely poolside afternoon spent with a Stephen King novel, a delicious dinner at Little Ceasar's pizza and an evening moshing to Metallica. Last night as I stood amongst a sea of metal heads, fist pumping in unison with 12,000 other people wearing black t-shirts, I was filled with the strength of belonging to something larger than myself. Seniors, teens, kids and parents were shouting the same words to a 24-year old thrash metal song. When the lights dimmed for a moment and the first few chords of "Fade to Black" rang out, a reverent hush fell over the crowd. To be a part of this music, these songs which have accompanied so many moments and events, which have spanned a generation, was incredible.
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