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It Started with a Song...

Here's a funny thing, I married a man of faith. When we dated I was afraid he would be offended by love of metal music. (I guess if he had been I wouldn't have continued to date him.)  Now back then I had mainstream taste and didn't know any better...I won't mention any names, let me just say I matured in taste in music.  Come to find out, he was more of a metal music lover than myself. Who knew? 
 
Anyway, short story long, some years ago, I kept hearing this song "Angry Again" on the local hard rock station, and I thought, "whoever that is has a really good sense of rythym without sounding like a flash in the pan group."  About the same time I heard that, my husband had said he discovered a "new" band we needed to find a CD or two of.  I said I had, also, but I couldn't find out who they were...he said his band was Megadeth and they did this song, "Angry Again."  
 
 Frightening.
 
Anyhoo, the CD Megadeth had just put out at the time was Cryptic Writings and I loved it immediately. We eventually found all the others, with an extensive music collection that would be added to until this day. 
 
      
 
 
                                          
We actually got to see them at an outdoor concert in 2000, where we took my husband's two teenagers, and I couldnt believe I was actually there and seeing Dave in the flesh. I was a little star struck, and I am often this way when I get to go to concerts of groups I really, really like. I have met a few musicians, like Savatage in St. Louis, and the drummer for Grand Funk...and John Payne of Asia wished me a Happy Birthday when I saw them....we met Johnny Lee of Savatage at a Trans Siberian Orchestra concert and I saw Al Pitrelli in the audience at the first one they split off into two bands to spread across the nation. Oh yeah, and there was that time we met Mick Foley and had our pickies taken with him...again, I said nothing but rathered squeaked out a "thank you...."  
                                                             
 
Al Pitrelli joining up with Megadeth was a really good thing, as he was a favorite of my husband's from Savatage, actually, so the union was a really cool surprise when we heard he was joining up.
 
The only thing missing in my life now is getting to meet Dave. What would I say? Probably nothing. Stand there like a doe in the headlights. And probably say something stupid to boot.  I did say earlier in the intro page that we would have some good discussions, but that would take me some warming up.  I would cut right to the chase if and when I saw I could and he wouldn't be offended.
 
I wouldn't ask about his personal business or tell him something stupid like, "I really dig your music, man..." he already knows that or I wouldn't be standing there in front of him, frozen for words and star struck like a small child.  Actually, I am not going to share what I would say or ask, but  I can tell you it would be about; it would be about social and spiritual matters and I would beg that we could include Alice, and could he be my G-dfather, too?
                                                                                                
 
I probably sound like a lunatic.  So, I would probably say nothing at all and ask if I could take a picture with him instead, if I could manage to choke that out.
 
I am a fan because I like the style of the music, the rythym, the lyrics and the attitude in which they are presented; it's a great act.  Entertaining, but thought provoking; and stuff we can all relate to or are interested in.
 
 
I guess awe isn't such a bad thing; being jaded, callous, and unaffacted is a far worse thing...
 
 
 
                   
 
 
See there, the eyes...the Doe in the Headlight look? That's me and Damon, the "new kid" who fronts for Savatge currently. His hair looks better than mine. We had gone clear to St. Louis to see 'Tage and I bought and packed cheap shampoo and conditioner when I showered with it I couldn't even get a brush or comb thru it..so I had to pull it back...yeah I look like a real head banger with a tidy little school teacher bun. I remember Damon's hair actually blowing into my mouth...."ppft ppft" I said just before my husband took this shot...
 
 
                             
 
 See, there it is again...that nervous grin....the round geek glasses don't help...
(That's Mick Foley for those that may not know...I am not really a wrestling fan, but he was fun to meet anyway.)   My son's hair is actually not at all like that any longer, it's down to his shoulders and my husband's is now shorter...this was taken in 2003 or 2004...


me and me and me agree....