Magic. Ecstasy. Surreal. Madness. Euphoria. Unreal. Flying. DidItHappen.
There were hundreds like me that traveled to BLR for Maiden. 24 hrs later, my ears still ring. I can't stop rockin', nor can many others. There's nothing else to share or discuss. There's nothing else to play. Can there be now?
Can a bunch of 50 yr + rockers enthrall a 50,000+ audience thus?
Yes. Oui. Ja!
I've attended Iron Maiden shows before - headlined by Queensryche, and Halford no less. Those shows don't compare to what we experienced last night. Last night, it was everything that was likely an out of body experience for most.
Maiden fans on the airplane to to show, on the way from the show, in the streets, at the gates - an unbelievable vast camaraderie. There was nothing else to talk about.
At 5 ft from the stage, this was even better than shows in the past. Dehydration, 6 hrs of waiting and standing be damned. There was happiness, good cheer, delight, forgiveness, tolerance, acceptance all available in plenty on Saturday evening. Yes, we booed the headliner bands - did we need to endure them as we waited for Maiden? Then they were on-stage at 817p, and they blew us away.
Fans on the road. Fans in the airport. Fans in the plane. Fans in the cab. Fans ev'rywhere.
A whole black and blue army. The Maiden Army.
To hell with fixed WC'Cricket games, overhyped teams' shame, and suchlike after the show. Does anyone care about these overrated clowns? Cricket fans do not.
Nothing Else Mattered.
Maiden Magic.
Nothing Else.
Maiden Magic.
Nothing Else.
2 comments:
I still cannot believe they were in Banglore so close to me. Thought I'd died and gone to heaven (ok, Bryan Adams song but ok na?)
Maiden!
Maiden!
Maiden!
Maiden!
Maiden!
Maiden!
Hey Sterling, Running Free is an amazing live number indeed.
Sorry to hear about how you recall that day.
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