He is a viking.

I saw Yngwie Malmsteen (again) tonight. Man, he is so beautiful. He looks like an overweight cat. I don't usually stand with the crowd. I get back pain if I stand around for too long, so I usually find an interesting place to sit and I watch from there. But tonight, I was kind of leaning against something when a really lovely blond guy asked me if I'm standing alone. I told him I was. Then he told me I can't just stand there and I have to push my way up to the front. I explained to him that I'm ok with standing against the wall, I can hear just fine from there. Then he kind of grabbed me and pulled me in front of him and told me I'd get a better view this way.

It's pretty awesome to be in a mass of screaming people and I couldn't help but smile. I noticed the guy was still behind me and, although he wasn't touching me, he kind of had his arms out around me and was pushing us both to the front. Interesting. I thought it was nice until I started to wonder if maybe he was using me as a shield.

We get pretty close to the stage (thanks, blond guy). There was actually only one person in front of me keeping me from Yngwie, who subsequently "unleashed the fury".

I caught a guitar pick at some point...

In conclusion, fans are real assholes. I hate them all. And I am well aware of the fact that this blog entry blows, but it's past 2 AM and my ears are ringing from hearing Yngwie break guitar strings with his teeth. So screw you guys. If it sucks so much, why are you reading it?