Ivory and I survived Metallica. They are without a doubt the best fuckin' band on the planet. Talent and showmanship like you wouldn't believe unless you've seen them. They played my three main songs (One, Master of Puppets, Welcome Home-Sanitarium) and I'm shocked that I can still move my neck this morning after thrashin to One.
I'll be back after work to gush more because I've only had three hours sleep since I had to be up at 6am.