METALLICA @ The O2 Arena, 27 March 2009
O2 - quite a good venue 'cept for the fact that some twat built it on what is essentially a fucking island, with only 1 tube line which was down. Got off at Canary Wharf - of course it was the other side of the river and there were no bridges. Wank.
Setlist:
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- That Was Just Your Life
- The End Of The Line
- Harvester Of Sorrow
- ...And Justice for All
- One
- Broken, Beat And Scarred
- My Apocalypse
- Sad But True
- The Outlaw Torn
- The Judas Kiss
- The Day That Never Comes
- Master Of Puppets
- Fight Fire With Fire
- Nothing Else Matters
- Enter Sandman
Sword apparently opened but missed them as the gig started ridiculously early due to the tubes not running. Got in with about 3 Machine Head tracks left to go, who were pretty ace - although some guy did turn to me and go 'Linkin Park would have been better'. Fucking cunt.
Big ass coffin lighting rigs dangling from the ceiling were quite cool, gave us something to look at other than the rigger getting his ladder tangled until the first chords of Ecstacy rang out. Instantly I was shocked by the lack of response from the crowd, although the singing from those of us who weren't cunts made up for it. It was like they didn't know what was going on. Metallica came on in their usual style and launched into That was just your life, a great starting track from DM, and it was amazing being so close to the stage (it was in the round) - I was about 8 feet from James et al for the whole gig. I really liked the new stuff, and the set was balanced between old and new nicely. Nice to hear Outlaw, Harvester and Fight Fire, and awesome to get Hit the Lights and Overkill in the encore, but the crowd really fucked me off, in a way I've never felt at a Metallica gig before. The power, enjoy and sheer excitement pouring off the band was palpable, and should have whipped the crowd into a headbanging frenzy with a decent crush/mosh element. Nothing. Not even to Sandman where I've been at the front at Reading to experience 100,000 people jumping on me (not literally). Wankers. Some guys obviously knew their shit, and I'm not against new fans as long as they know the old stuff, but loads of people there were obviously there because they thought it was cool, taking up floor space from true fans. I'm not sure I can go on enough about how cunty they are. Not to mention that on the message boards the day after people were complaining about moshing(!) TWATS. Don't go to to a fucking thrash metal gig then tosspiece, go back to watching your Coldplay DVDs with your tiny cock in your hand. They even managed to not join in with Seek and Destroy, which was fucking impressive. Too many kids, girls and CUNTS down the front. Fuck off all of you and buy a copy of Kill em All and learn the words (yes there are some) to Phantom Lord before I find out where you live.
Some extra pics and 2 shit videos on Facebook. Nothing better since as I may have said I'm not a CUNT and didn't spend the whole gig videoing it so I could wank off over it later. Enjoy the fucking gig spanner pussies and stop living in your fucking digital oh-what-a-cunt-I-am universe all the fucking time. Personally I think there should be an entry quiz to gigs and only those that actually can prove they are fans and aren't going to bitch about them all the time can go.
I did however get a sort of high-five/hand slap from Rob and just missed James. Well worth it.
But still full of cunts. Fucking pansy-assed-Dani-California-is-a-great-song-and-Californication-is-their-first-album CUNTS.