Confessions of a Concert Virgin: My First Time (and it was Metallica!)
- The journey, The end of it all - You’ve probably heard of the term “virgin” —no offense to anyone out there. But have you ever heard of a “concert virgin” ? That was me. Yep, I had never been to a concert before in my life. (And no, I’m not the most boring guy in the room.) Honestly, I wasn’t even planning to go. The idea of shelling out over 7 grand for a bus ride and a Metallica ticket didn’t really scream “worth it” to me at the time. Murphy’s Law hit hard. Just when I caved and booked my bus ticket, guess what? Surprise! No concert tickets left. Perfect. And this wasn’t just any bus—it was the Metallica fan bus, packed with metalheads, geeks, unlimited booze, and a karaoke session featuring every Metallica hit under the sun. Sounds like a blast, right? Honestly, I wouldn’t have minded a peaceful ride either, but hey—we were already on this rollercoaster. Despite the ticket hiccup, I raged internally and externally. I begged. I pleaded. I prayed. And guess what? Th...