Recovering from Rockin' Out!

Well, Iron Maiden was a blast! Dropped the kids off, and Jorge and I headed to San Antonio. Traffic wasn't too bad, we had enough time to actually stop and grab a bite to eat, which is good because food at concerts sucks and is expensive! We got there early enough to see some of the opening band which was Lauren Harris (Steve Harris' daughter). She wasn't anything to write home about, but it must be cool to have a dad that you can open for on tour! The weather was awesome, cool breezes all night, however, the breeze did screw with the sound a bit, depending on which way it blew, it was kind of weird! The band was all original members (well, I guess the original members from when Bruce Dickinson was in the band) plus some other guitar player. If I'm getting the story right, this guy was playing with Maiden before Adrian Smith came back and I guess they didn't have the heart to fire him! Needless to say, Dave Murray and Adrian Smith were so much better, but hell, this other guy was so involved with swinging his guitar around his neck and grinding on it and throwing out all of his best 80's butt rock moves that he hardly played a note! Guitar players aside though, the highlight of the show was seeing Steve Harris. That is one bad dude! He is a great bass player (for that style of playing) and he is fun to watch. You can tell that guy is REALLY into his music and it is always cool to see someone really into what they're doing, it just makes it come across so much more authentic, you know? Bruce was pretty bad ass too, I had to laugh because he would run off stage and come back on with capes and shit. It was like watching my son play dress-up! It's nice that big boys still like to pretend! And of course let's not forget Eddie. Since this was my first Maiden concert, this was my first Eddie. He was big and menacing, but for some reason they couldn't or didnt' bring his arms up very far, so he looked more like he was performing at the piano bar downtown rather than being a monstrous, undead mummy full of vengeance and woe! I mean it was cool and my 6 y.o. would have thought it was the awesome, but I was having Spinal Tap's Stonehenge flashbacks!

All in all, Iron Maiden put on a good show, but so did the crowd of people attending! I had the best time watching all the guys who are like 50 and still stuck in the 80's. You know the ones, long, frizzy hair, tight black jeans and big honkin' John Holmes porno stashes! And let's not forget all the hoochie mamas in thigh high patent leather boots and patent leather corsets, which back in the 80's when they were 20 might have been hot, but with age and gravity, not so much anymore. And the entire place was filled with black concert t-shirts as far as the eye could see! And note to self for future reference, it is stupid to go on a beer run alone. Something about a girl walking through a crowd of hyped up, half-drunk, men holding a beer in each hand leaves the door open for ALOT of lewd, crude and not so attractive offers!