Metal Reviews

I learned a valuable lesson yesterday. This is what transpired:

I drove an hour to go see DragonForce. I got there an hour and a half before doors so I could get up front (I'm only 5'1", so I can't see shit if I'm not up against the gate). The line was amusing, but still. Hour and a half wait, plus another hour inside. Horse the Band came on and were pretty damn awesome, I have to say. Excellent energy on stage. All That Remains were up next, who I was willing to sit through only because DragonForce were headlining. Anyway, about halfway through the set change, my stomach started to hurt. I ignored it, since that's not unusual for me of late. As the minutes passed, I felt progressively worse, until I thought I was going to throw up. Then this wave of disorientation hit, and I was about 7/8 of the way to passing out in short order. It was really scary; I was there by myself, as usual, and it's an hour drive down a major interstate (the Mass Pike, for those who know). I had a security dude lift me out, and I got water and sat down for awhile. I felt awful all through All That Remains; a little wobbly at a couple points, but nothing like that first terrible episode. I felt better once DragonForce took the stage, thank goodness.

The lesson? Food and sleep are good. I haven't been getting much of either for the past month; I think it was a combination of dehydration, low blood sugar and general exhaustion. Basically, my body said, "Well, fuck you, too."

So make sure you eat and sleep.