Metallica in Melbourne

there were so many singalongs.

I was right up the front by the way.

If anyone remembers a time when James threw out his drinking cup full of water and then stopped, smiled and then called someone a 'crazy fucker' for catching it?

THAT WAS ME BABY!!!!

I also caught his sweat band at the end!

Oh man, greatest night of my life. I missed out on my meet & greet because I didn't know about the fucking members entrance and lined up with everyone else. That was the only dampener on the night... oh and running lost through Melbourne trying to find flinders st. station in the rain with my ripped spinal tap shirt and catching a cold :D

IT WAS ALL WORTH IT!