Wait, and the shit will come to you

I normally do not indulge in schadenfreude.
Not even after Jon Stewart’s English stooge gave the word an orgasmic lift.
Not even with Suresh Kalmadi and Amar Singh in jail.
And sigh! Not even after I spent a fortune and travelled half way across the world to hear Metallica ‘live’ at the first Sonisphere festival.
Now, Metallica are coming to the UAE and India.
Which goes to show, if you wait long enough, shit will come to you.
So, I dug out an old post, post the concert back in ‘09.
http://ninety9words.blogspot.com/2009/08/devil-may-care-in-fact-he-most.html
Read it and if you can, go!

Me, posh

Take my advice, if you ever go for a concert make sure you’re in the VIP seats (right in front). It will always be worth it. The sound is always good there, one has easy access to toilets and the bar area. And most importantly you get the feeling that the artiste in question is performing solely for you and the 40,000 screaming cheapos behind are just gate-crashing your party.
Last night I broke this cardinal rule of mine on the insistence of friends and had to watch Coldplay along with the hoi-polli. Never again. Coldplay were brilliant, though.