Confessions of a Concert Virgin: My First Time (and it was Metallica!)

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- 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? The Metal Gods (and a guy from Pune who backed out) heard me. Two glorious tickets fell into my lap. Paid, of course. But still—Hallelujah!

The Great Metallica Road Trip
So the adventure truly began. My friend and I picked up another friend... and then another… and then another (yes, it felt like assembling The Avengers). We finally made our way to the pickup point. The bus, scheduled to leave at 9:30 PM, predictably departed around 10:30 PM. (Indian Standard Time, am I right?)

Somehow, we landed on Bus #2 instead of the legendary Bus #1. Not ideal, but we rolled with it. The 16-hour ride turned into a never-ending 28-hour saga—packed with pit stops, food breaks, and, well... more pit stops. Let’s just say it was a journey best described as messy, loud, and unforgettable.

Venue Madness
We arrived at the venue, sweaty and sleep-deprived, only to find massive queues and equally massive bouncers. The gates were supposed to open at 3 PM, but we got there by noon—and the crowd was already restless. “Mike Tyson,” the sweaty security guy, stood guard with his henchmen. After some shuffling, scuffling, and classic Indian line-jumping, we made it through two layers of security.

Little did the foreign bouncers know—Indians are pros at waiting.

When the gates finally opened, we sprinted like deer being chased by lions, determined to claim our spot at the front. And we did. Victory.

Safety First?
Parked in front of the stage, we were ready to rock—but first came The Bald Foreigner. This guy made it clear: no music until every single person “followed safety protocols.” I get it, but yelling “SAFETY FIRST!” on repeat made it feel less like a concert and more like boot camp… or a really aggressive condom ad.

Opening acts kicked off. And shoutout to Biffy Clyro—those guys were fire. Scottish rock legends, full of energy, and surprisingly well-received by the Indian crowd. If you haven’t checked them out, I highly recommend watching one of their live gigs on YouTube.

Then It Happened: Metallica Took the Stage
And just like that... the gods descended. Metallica came out swinging—and it was glorious. The crowd exploded. People cried. People screamed. We all lost our minds together. They played 18 tracks, closing with the iconic “Seek and Destroy.” It wasn’t just a concert—it was a full-blown spiritual experience.

The best part? Seeing three generations—grandfather, father, and 10-year-old son—all headbanging together. That’s the power of Metallica. That’s the power of music.

If I could capture the energy of that moment in a picture, I would. But maybe, just maybe, you had to be there.




Souvenir from Trujello & KirK


Comments

  1. UnknownAugust 26, 2015 at 8:13 PM

    You cannot stop yourself from adding humour to anything and everything, can you? BTW even I haven't been to any concert though!!

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