Friday, July 8, 2011

The Call of Ktulu

Appologies for not posting an update on the metal-fest of the year until now, but I have been pretty busy. First of all I need to tell you that this concert requires several posts, of which this is the first. Focusing this post on the set list of Metallica who once again showed why they are the undisputed no 1 band in this category. I still have goosebumps and my voice has not recovered yet. Simply the best Metallica performance I have seen so far. Check out the set list below. Although there will always be 50 more songs you want to hear, it actually felt like a good mix from their best albums. I mean, “The Call of Ktulu”, how did that happen?  Insanely good, and one could almost feel Cliff's presence in the stadium. Really good job by a very humble Rob Trujillo who in my opinion has become an essential part of the band!

Never seen so much energy, passion and joy as in this show. And the sound was absolutely fenomenal. Great stuff…

Set list:
Hit the Lights
Master of Puppets
The Shortest Straw
Seek & Destroy
Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
Ride the Lightning
The Memory Remains
All Nightmare Long
Sad But True
The Call of Ktulu
One
For Whom the Bell Tolls
Blackened
Fade to Black
Enter Sandman

Encore:
Am I Evil? (performed with Megadeth and Anthrax on stage)
Damage Inc.
Creeping Death

I will be back soon with more stuff on Big 4 concert shortly.

Until then...

Patrik

Friday, July 1, 2011

Dear mother, dear father...

Dyers eve, last song on the "Justice" album. What a song, always loved it. And I always felt sorry for James as I have read that he did not have that good of an upbringing. Supposedly, and this should be quite easy to double check, he was raised in a very strict Christian Scientist home, where even his mother was denied medicine while dying of cancer.

Anyway, I am not sure if these lyrics are pure fiction or the way James looks back on his childhood, but I am quite sure it does somehow. And now when having two kids of my own, the song becomes even stronger. Could you imagine your children writing and playing this song with such fury. Mom, you better watch out :-) Kidding of course. I had too good of an upbringing,  that's the reason I haven't become a rock star yet. I don't have that prerequisite rough childhood I am afraid. I guess I could blame that on my parents though, couldn't I?

Anywy, all parents should get a dose of this song every once in a while and reflect on how they raise their kids. I have posted the lyrics below as this is the actual point of the blog post, but for all of our metal lovers, there is a live clip of the song at the bottom from a concert in Nimes, France in 2009 I think. Enjoy!

Dyers eve (Album: and justice for all, 1988)
Dear Mother, dear Father
What is this hell you have put me through?
Believer, deceiver
Day in, day out, live my life through you
Pushed onto me what's wrong or right
Hidden from this thing that they call life

Dear Mother, dear Father
Every thought I'd think you'd disapprove
Curator, dictator
Always censoring my every move
Children are seen but are not heard
Tear out everything inspired

Innocence, torn from me without your shelter
Barred reality, I'm living blindly

Dear Mother, dear Father
Time has frozen still, what's left to be
Hear nothing, say nothing
Cannot face the fact I think for me
No guarantee, it's life as is
But damn you for not giving me my chance

Dear Mother, dear Father
You clipped my wings before I learnt to fly
Unspoiled, unspoken
I've outgrown that fucking lullaby
Same thing I've always heard from you
Do as I say, not as I do

Innocence, torn from me without your shelter
Barred reality, I'm living blindly

I'm in hell without you
Cannot cope without you too
Shocked at the world that I see
Innocent victim please rescue me

Dear Mother, dear Father
Hidden in your world you've made for me
I'm seething, I'm bleeding
Ripping wounds in me that never heal
Undying spite, I feel for you
Living out this hell you always knew



Never heard this song live actually. Hoping for the first time in a few days.

Until next time...

Patrik