generic cialis wholesale

Saturday night I went to see Metallica, their second time playing in Singapore ever (the first time was in 1993, when they released their “Black Album”). Great! Two days before the show I found out that Anvil had just been signed on to open the show, even better! I was stoked – and more excited about seeing Anvil than about seeing Metallica!!

My friend picked me up at 6:00 – Anvil was on at 7:00, Metallica was on at 8:30. The venue was deep in the boondocks behind the airport on the other end of Singapore, which might take us about 45 minutes, tops – no problem making it by 7:00 or maybe 7:15. But we didn’t go directly to the show – it was then that I found out that we were picking up a friend, who would be joining us… oh. We got there at 7:00, which was when Anvil was scheduled to start. With all of the security, it was slow getting in. We passed a beer station, and one of the guys said “let’s have a beer – I’m buying.” We used the toilets, then navigated the security maze so that we could get into the concert area. I heard the sounds of Anvil as I was heading down the final stretch, then it went silent. I got out, and the band was leaving the stage – 7:35, game over. Why do bands start right on time when you’re late, but they start late when you’re on time?

I was crushed. I’d missed Anvil, a band I’d first heard on CHUM FM in 1982 when they would play “Metal On Metal”, “Scenery”, and “Stop Me”. I was a huge fan of the Anvil documentary, which Naoko and Zen have both seen and love. I even ordered the signed documentary DVD from Anvil’s website!! Having missed this great Canadian band, I really couldn’t even enjoy the Metallica show, even though they played a bunch of songs that I like – “Sanitarium”, “Master Of Puppets”, “One” and “Fade To Black” and all those other great country nuggets. The last two songs of the regular set were “Nothing Else Matters” and “Enter Sandman”, which is when I started checking my Facebook updates; the preppy American couple next to me were hugging and kissing during “Nothing Else Matters”, and I really wanted to laugh when I heard 20,000 people say “take my hand, we’re off to never never land”. OUCH! I always wonder what that song would have been like if it didn’t have kindergarten lyrics.

The highlight of the show to me was when they did “The Memory Remains” and the crowd took up the Marianne Faithfull part at the end. It went on for ages and ages, and I know that I was shouting my lungs out to it. Even after my lungs gave out, I was heartened to hear parts of the audience continuing it, well after the band had stopped playing; I was building up for another burst of the melody, but the band cut the audience off (uncool!) with their “Broken, Beat and Scarred” from their latest album. Hmmm…

They did a fake “this is the end of our set” thing, but didn’t really go offstage, then launched into their “encore”. They played two songs, and pretended to go offstage again; of course, everyone expected a third song in the encore set, since they’ve been doing three everywhere else, and after some goofing around that they did, playing “Search And Destroy”, as they released a horde of balloons (okay – if there had been no encore, what would they have done with the balloons?). The concert was over, but the band came out to take photos, to raise the Singapore flag, which appeared on the big screen as well, and then Kirk finally uttered the band’s first cuss word of the evening – hooray, Kirk!!

It was a cool audience – Metallica fans as far as the eye can see, a condition you only get at an actual Metallica concert – and I saw a bunch of people I know (one guy recognised me for being the MegalomaniA singer). There were some interesting fans at the show, including Malaysian bikers, pink-turbaned Sikhs, some middle-aged polo shirted elderly folks (elderly meaning “older than the band members themselves”), some frat boys, and a few weirdos, like the guy near me who was wearing a t-shirt that had a picture of Donkey (from the Shrek series) on it. Shiver!!!! Another guy I saw had the word “Pepsi” on his shirt. Why?!?!?

Went home and managed to leave in decent time, none of the guys wanted to go for food or drink, so I went off on my own to have a beer before heading home. It was a depressing event.

I’m looking forward to next weekend – there are local bands playing both Saturday night and Sunday night. I’ll be with friends, and I won’t have to go to the other end of Singapore to get my kicks.

Oh yeah – here’s the cialis orange pill.

This entry was posted on Sunday, August 25th, 2013 at 4:49 pm and is filed under Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. Both comments and pings are currently closed.