This dude at my bar, the other day, comes up to me and he's all like "did you go to Key middle school?". I thought to myself "what the fuck?" as I replied "yeah?". He goes "my parents drove us to Clash of the Titans!!!" Him, me and two other buds all went to the show in Baltimore back in the summer of 1991. Because of wierd zoning, moving and shit, that was the last time I ever saw those dudes. He went to some other high school. Needless to say, when I got off work, we got wrecked !!!! Talked about metal and shit. He was imrpessed with the riffs I played for him of mine and he's still into drumming. We jammed once or twice way back when. It's unreal how faithful metal fans can be. We're all into the same music we were listening to when we were stupid kids. We outgrow trends, relationships, careers, schools, etc etc. The one thing that doesn't go away is listening to heavy metal.