Another brilliant night... and the boys left with much respect for Los Angeles (I was honored to be part of that)
No changes on the set list, not that I was expecting anything...
The boys were in fine form again, and the crowd drowned out Bruce on the chorus to Run TO The Hills (I started tearing up during that... I know, stupid, but it was great).
Some twat threw ice at Bruce right as he was was about to talk. It hit him square in the face. After falling the night before (slipped on water), that was the lamest thing to do. Bruno let the twat have it. He said "Maybe I should just go home!" The asshole got a lot of hisses and booing from the crowd.
During Journeyman, some arse "Seat-hopping" got next to me and my sister. When the owners of the seats next to us came back, the guy got right behind my sister. This was a FAT guy, and his drunken guy was brushing against her backside. I grabbed her and moved her to the other side of me. I then proceeded to tell the bastard off. Then he has the gall to tell me that he's an Iron Maiden fan. I told him: "So am I! I fucking paid for my seats!" I went to get security, and two big guys escorted him out of the venue. Turns out, this was the fourth time they had to move the brainiac... and that, it seems, was the charm for him. He was a little ticked, because he proceeded to try and trip me on his way out of the row. I pushed him off and got on to my seat. Don't think that because you're a Maiden fan, I'm going to let you invade my personal space. Have some bloody respect! After that little incident, I was soooo mad that I screamed even louder.
My sister and I were wearing our red Iron Maidens t-shirts and caught the attention of Bruce, Adrian and Janick
Thanks Iron Maiden for 2 lovely nights. Being an Iron Maiden fan in America, is like being in on the coolest secret.
No changes on the set list, not that I was expecting anything...
The boys were in fine form again, and the crowd drowned out Bruce on the chorus to Run TO The Hills (I started tearing up during that... I know, stupid, but it was great).
Some twat threw ice at Bruce right as he was was about to talk. It hit him square in the face. After falling the night before (slipped on water), that was the lamest thing to do. Bruno let the twat have it. He said "Maybe I should just go home!" The asshole got a lot of hisses and booing from the crowd.
During Journeyman, some arse "Seat-hopping" got next to me and my sister. When the owners of the seats next to us came back, the guy got right behind my sister. This was a FAT guy, and his drunken guy was brushing against her backside. I grabbed her and moved her to the other side of me. I then proceeded to tell the bastard off. Then he has the gall to tell me that he's an Iron Maiden fan. I told him: "So am I! I fucking paid for my seats!" I went to get security, and two big guys escorted him out of the venue. Turns out, this was the fourth time they had to move the brainiac... and that, it seems, was the charm for him. He was a little ticked, because he proceeded to try and trip me on his way out of the row. I pushed him off and got on to my seat. Don't think that because you're a Maiden fan, I'm going to let you invade my personal space. Have some bloody respect! After that little incident, I was soooo mad that I screamed even louder.
My sister and I were wearing our red Iron Maidens t-shirts and caught the attention of Bruce, Adrian and Janick
Thanks Iron Maiden for 2 lovely nights. Being an Iron Maiden fan in America, is like being in on the coolest secret.
