My ears hurt. It’s my own fault however so I’m not complaining. Even if I were, I wouldn’t be able to hear it so nerrr. This Sunday, we popped along to the new Wembley Stadium to watch Metallica. They’re the only band I make the effort to go see live. They’re the reason I attempt to play guitar and the basis of pretty much all my musical ‘taste’. I know that sounds like I should have a bedroom painted black, some rebellious piercings and parents who don’t understand me, but it’s true. I’m a closet metal-head.