It’s almost 20 years ago that my brother bought Iron Maiden’s Seventh Son Of A Seventh Son and insisted that I listen to a song called Infinite Dreams, even though I swore that I hated heavy metal because it was all noise. It wasn’t long after that that I bought the extremely cool Seventh Son T-shirt and spent the long years of my youth headbanging to a variety of hair and thrash metal bands.
But Iron Maiden were my first. Which is why I’m over the moon that I’ve finally seen them in concert.
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Yep, last night I watched Bruce and the boys power their way through all the classic hits of the 80s, complete with costumes, fireworks, explosions, spectacular sets and a rather amusing giant walking Somewhere-In-Time-Eddie. Me, my husband and 13,000 other fans screamed, made the sign of the devil and generally had quite the splendid time. Yes, it’s all terribly uncool and there were more than a few moments that felt like Spinal Tap but I didn’t give a damn. I loved every second of it. Twenty years is a long time to wait.
Aside from Bruce, who has had a haircut and isn’t really able to hit those high notes anymore, the rest of the band looked like they’d stepped straight out of the 80s. Same long hair, same black stovepipe pants, same white sneakers and Iron Maiden muscle shirts. And the same rock god guitar poses. Brilliant. I really felt like I was 17 again.
The crowd was mostly made up of men in black Iron Maiden t-shirts. In fact, I’ve never seen so many people wearing the same thing. The lines for merchandise were huge, even though the T-shirts were a whopping $50 each. I would have bought one but they were just too overpriced.
Headbanging is a fairly male affair, but there were some dedicated female fans there too. The other weird thing was the difference in ages. There were 18 year olds being checked for ID at the bars mixing with balding middle-aged guys with beer bellys wearing their faded souvenir Maiden T-shirts from the Powerslave tour.
The thing is, though, they were all my friends. We were all Maiden fans, fair and square. Solidarity man.
Something that had me laughing was the fact that the guys were queueing for the toilets for once, while the Ladies was virtually empty. I saw one guy hopping from one foot to the other outside a unisex bathroom and had to supress a vengeful smirk. At last!
So, in a vague co-incidence, I stumbled across the above video yesterday before we went to the concert. It’s clever bit of dubbing, showing the guys looking the part while they sound worse than an amateur garage band. I laugh whenever I think of it. (It’s worth sticking it out for when the stage prop appears towards the end).
The guy who did this vid has a bunch of other “shred” videos featuring guitarists like Eric Clapton and Santana looking like they can’t really play guitar. They’re well worth a look here.