or, what is my strange fascination w/ Henry.
saw Metallica's "One" vid last night & wanted to post that. What a great vid. I was reminiscing about watching the movie from which they borrowed clips -Johnny Got His Gun- at our apt in Sharpsburg w/ Chris & Denise. (& maybe others, like Sam or Johnny). And how we saw Metallica 4 times on that tour. Driving in a blinding snowstorm out of Syracuse. Stopping at a truck stop in Wilkes-Barre & all the strange locals, like out of "Deliverence", who all stopped talking & cranked their heads around to watch us when we walked in. My brother going to one show & standing on a seat but falling down. hard. Being approached by some kids in the Richfield Coliseum parking lot who were clearly wasted out of their minds on who knows what drugs. Meeting the band. etc etc. Those were good times.
But instead I found this. Which also brings back good memories. Here's a guy I'd like to sit down with over coffee & pick pick pick his brain.
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