Returning from the lab, i was lost in some strange place. Came to the poolside parking lot. Half covered in leaves and rubbish. And it takes only a blink of an eye to transport me back.......December of 2006. I am standing in the same lot. Pleasant climate.Wind blowing. And i can see myself, to my right. Sort of decently dressed, mouth wide open, tongue about to lay a carpet for my eyeballs , which were ready to pop out at any second. This was the first time, i had experienced live rock n roll. This was the first time, i felt that energy, that head rush, that pumping of adrenaline. The first time, those loud guitars, drums, bass and vocals put a real wide grin on my face , besides deafening me a bit. Where Bhrigus magic mesmerised me and Brute Force really melted my face off. This was the birth of metal head. Genesis.
Today standing at the same place, i cannot, but smile and reminisce.For 3 days that relentless attack of rock music, carved something that still lives undiminished. Something that has altered my life in a big way and also those who are very close to me, maybe in some other ways.
I was clutching my slightly rubbish camera, in my left hand. I wanted to snap this place up. But a moment later, i concluded: "what for?". Just like the audience of Woodstock 1969 can vividly remember Jimi's performance on the last day, i can still,very clearly see every moment of those 3 days raging past in front of my eyes. I think a smile and a devils horn will suffice. Thank you very much.