If you read my last blog, you know that I had gotten tickets for Bryan to see Metallica. If you know me at all, you definitely know this is waaaaay out of my comfort zone. The thing is, Our lives have changed so much over the last two years, it was something that I wanted to give Bryan so that he could feel a little more ‘normal’.
I wanted him to have something that would remind him that the long nights of no sleep, the long hours of constant work, there was still a way to keep in touch with your old self. I spend my days doing everything I can for these three littles, that I needed to remind myself that Bryan selflessly does the same thing every day.
He may not be here for hours upon hours, but he’s out there. In the world. Providing for us to have a life that we only dreamed of. So, in order to do that, I was going to go see Metallica.
I spent some time figuring out what I was going to wear so I wouldn’t stick out like a sore thumb. I listened to music that I never had any interest in. Then, I prepared myself for about eight hours away from my babies.
So, since the day was upon us, Bryan took a half day at work. I ran to the store and then came home to get myself ready. This seems silly, but I never get time to actually get myself ready for places. That’s why, it was so nice, that Bryan let me take my time and get myself together.
I took my time in the shower, I did my hair, my makeup, and got dressed. Dropping the kids off at my parents house is always a guessing game. Will they freak out? Will they notice that we are leaving? Only one way to find out, right? So we packed up the bag and the kids and headed to my parents.
Luckily, their cousins were over at my parents too, so they were a great distraction. We got out of there pretty effortlessly. Down the road we went, making sure to give us plenty of time to stop for dinner.
We don’t get to eat out often, but when we do we stick with what we know will be fast and good. Olive Garden was exactly what we needed. I had a nice spiked lemonade and we enjoyed some time just eating on our own. We didn’t have to feed any little mouths. We didn’t have to have anyone sitting in our laps. As much as I LOVE doing that, I have to say, taking my time eating instead of shoving food into my mouth, was a nice change of pace.
We still had another thirty minutes to drive after we had driven around that same amount of time to get to dinner. Going into the city isn’t something we ever did often. When we did it was for a Pens game or a concert. That was, until we had the babies of course. We drove to the city every day for five weeks and got it pretty down pat at that point.
Getting to the parking lot, we realized we were going to be toward the back. We would have a walk but it might be easier for us to get out at the end of the night. This was the part I had no idea what I was getting myself into. Walking in, you couldn’t really tell what we were walking into.
There weren’t just a bunch of metal heads walking through the doors. There weren’t a bunch of long haired rock n roll people just waiting for a mosh pit. Don’t get me wrong, there were definitely those people in the mix. But you had preppy people. People dressed in leather. People just dressed in hoodies and jeans.
I was relieved. I was not sticking out as if I didn’t belong here. Apparently, when it comes to Metallica, their music doesn’t discriminate. James even said it halfway through the show, it’s about the music. All people are welcome in the Metallica family.
So, we will ignore the fact that we got end seats so if we needed to go to the bathroom it was easy. Then it kind of backfired because everyone in our row was up and out on our side about fifty times. We will also ignore the fact that the guy next to me smelled like chicken noodle soup.
We can also cut out the part when I saw grown women sneaking a cigarette break in the restroom. I mean, really? We can also ignore the hints of OTHER kind of cigarettes you could smell in the air.
All in all, Metallica puts on a SHOW. They played for well over two hours. I don’t think I’ve ever been to a concert where the headlining show plays that long. Now, mind you, with guitar solos they really only played like five songs. HAHA just kidding.
Seriously, it’s an art. I may not be overly into the music but you can’t even help but tap your feet or bob your head along to the beat. It takes a lot to be at the top of your game for what, thirty-seven years? I’m not saying I’m going to be moshing or head banging any time soon, but I had a lot more fun then I truly expected to.
Also, keeping in mind, the reason I was there. My husband LOVED it. Being someone who IS into the music, he had a blast. I will also be posting a video on Insta, so you can see just how much he was enjoying himself. He’ll kill me later for that, but it was too good to pass up.
So, anyways, I don’t know if they coordinate their own show. I’m sure they do the set list, which the guy next to me was pretty upset he didn’t hear his favorite song, but assured me that they can do what they want since they’re Metallica and he would get over it. Lord help me.
In the middle of their show, all four of them took to a corner of the stage and played a set of ‘drums’ that came up from the floor. It was awesome. They also had some sort of drone technology flying around in groups with their little lights flickering through one song. So, yes, it’s definitely about the music. On top of that, it’s about all forms of entertainment.
So me, being more of a Carrie Underwood type of girl, I got into it. I was into the performance and even though I only recognized a few songs, my husband had a great night and that was ultimately all that mattered to me.
Getting home, was another story. We made it home safely and rather quickly, but we were greeted by one awake little Brayden. I’ll tell you all about our night after we got home in our next blog. Mostly, because I’m exhausted and get to go play with my kids! Fall pictures coming soooon!!!!!!
I hope everyone has a great Friday and a wonderful weekend!