Friday the 8.8.2018 - ask me, what kind of fragrance am I wearing tonight?! It's supposed to be something special. Judas Priest, for me the biggest band on the globe, comes to Dortmund and I am there.
Metal for Men EdT might fit. KK Downing, the ex-guitarist and co-founder of Judas Priest, had the idea to bring him and Metal pour Femme to the "Metal people". Together with the Astbury Fragrance Co he developed these fragrances over months.
But what good is that now? I don't own any metal before Men and don't even know the scent.
Now I stand in front of my perfume shelf and have something to complain about every scent. It is also not easy to find the right heat. 26 degrees they announced.
Wait a minute, I still have my box of samples and fillings. After a few minutes I hold my miniflacon Tauer No.2 L'Air du Désert Marocain in my hand. Bingo - No2 is today my No1!
So bsst, bsst, bsst, bsst, get out of the bathroom and into jeans and T-shirt. Another big kiss for the woman (who unfortunately can't do anything with Heavymetal, so stays at home) ...háaalt, the ticket still ... and from geht´s. After 2 minutes on the side of the road my buddy comes already to a stop. The poor guy has to be on the night shift for a few hours after the concert. (which would clarify who the driver and who the beer drinker is ;-)))
No.2 does a good job in an air-conditioned car. It creates a relaxed atmosphere,
Arrival! I enter the Westfalenhalle in Dortmund for the first time, better the anteroom and then, guess what ... gibt´s first of all a cool beer and a currywurst (that is currywurst there is really awesome!).
It smells like beer, currywurst and No.2 now - so I feel great! And No.2 is getting more and more sympathetic. No.2 has nothing gourmand, nothing "tasty" or personal about it. I couldn't associate him with any person.
Rather No.2 is a state, a law, or something like the "cosmic background radiation".
(when my wife reads this, she'll have a laugh, no matter...)
Rickthedog had the brilliant idea to compare No.2 with the song "Kashmir" by Led Zeppelin. For the band this song was considered the peak of their works, not Stairway to Heaven. The latter is more personal, so to speak "to touch". Kashmir has it harder there because he sounds unfamiliar and therefore a bit frightening for many. It already requires overcoming to get involved with the good piece.
Or as Robert Plant said: "It was a great piece of music to write it, and an incredible challenge for me.... It was a difficult task because I couldn't sing it. It was like the song was bigger than me. It's true: I was petrified. It was painful; I was near tears." (Wikipedia)
Something's going on in the hall. Cheer, scream, whistle - so let's get in there! And now gab´s a big surprise for us. We were looking forward to Megadeth as our opening act. And who's on stage? Uriah Heep! Does it matter? Neeee - and they start with Gypsy, my favourite song of this band. The singer gives me the impression that he doesn't do a show but hypnotizes himself deeper and deeper into the music. So much passion .... highest risk of infection! And there you go.
After the first spectacle is over, it's time to take some beer away, get something new and off to the front. We didn't quite achieve our goal of standing at the stage, but at least we are almost at the front. The mood is bombastic.
But before the longest serving Heavymetal band starts, gibt´s has a starter from the band. The grandmasters and "metal inventors" (along with Led Zeppelin) Black Sabbath, whose last German appearance in Cologne my buddy and I were allowed to be part of, are honoured with their goose bumps - high-flyer "War Pigs". And even before Priest stormed the stage one thing became clear to us: "today we did everything right"!
Action - Curtain up for Judas Priest! With the song "Firepower" (also the name bearer of their new album) they start - the Westfalenhalle is shaking - !!Hexenkessel!! Blazing flames on a giant screen and "metal god" Rob Halford sounds as if he had doped his vocal chords. Then one hammer song at a time. They even play "The Ripper", "Hellbent For Leather" and "Painkiller"... oh man, we're in a metal paradise! And No.2?
No2 is always noticeable. Even in this euphoria, he doesn't drown. On the contrary, it underscores them. Today I managed to get totally involved with him. I realize that No.2 is only for very "special features". In everyday life he seems to me quite interesting but also a bit colourless. With "special features", however, it makes red red red, blue blue, heat hotter and cold colder.
Do you like going to an opera? ...take him with you! Or to the Helene Fischer concert? ...take him with you! Or how about a nocturnal desert trip to admire the stars? ...take him with you! But don't take him to work, shopping or the car wash. You can't see the starry sky under the clouds!
In the finale, Priest brings guitarist Glan Tipton, who suffers from Parkinson's disease, onto the stage. The level of applause is enormous and gives me goose bumps. "Honour to whom honour is due!" After all, as co-founder of the Priest legend, he made Heavymetal really salonable with his guitar riffs.
"Living after Midnight" runs as a traditional farewell song, then the curtain falls. "The Priest will be back!" is now on the screen. Please! Please!!!