Here's a short story that takes place back in the 1980's, I was around the age of 16. Heavy metal band Slayer was heading to town to perform a show. They were headlining a club in Milwaukee WI. I went down to the club early and waited. I didn't have any money nor did I have a ticket. I just went anyway. I got there really early. So, I went over to a "Record" store that was across the street from the show. I just hung out and passed the time. As luck would have it. While I was there, Tom (singer) came in to the store. I eagerly approached him, I told him that I wanted to see the show. The problem I had was that I was under the age required which was 18.
Tom told me come with him, so I quickly followed behind him. We got over to where the road crew was unloading the equipment. Tom told me to grab a piece of equipment and follow him inside the club. He told the security that I was with him and the band. I kind of made myself useful helping where I could. After a while Tom told me I could just hang out back stage and that he and the band would be back later. That's what I did.
While I waited I had a couple beers and played it up to the local opening bands like I was with the crew. After all I did know a little bit about them all, I had been a fan for a while. Later when the band returned. I went out in the with the crowd and watched them jam. It was awesome they jammed so hard. At that period in time Slayer and Metallica were the best on the scene. After the show was over, I asked Tom if I could take a photo with him? He said yes, then he called Dave , Jeff and Kerry over and all of us where in my picture. I could not believe how well they had treated me, I really felt like I was part of the crew. They were genuine, real guys that could relate to were I was coming from.
That was a Fucking Great Day. Thirty years later I still remember how I felt that day and that night. Those guy's really do give a shit about every fan.!!!!
....Tom.........Dave.......... Jeff......... Kerry
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