When we emerged from the pit at the end of the night, sweaty and elated, we were different people.
With both Iron Maiden and Black Sabbath in town over the same weekend, my little metal head was all a-flutter.
Moody, apocalyptic, and utterly spellbinding, we were enthralled by the recent Pop Up Globe production of Titus, Shakespeare’s most bloody and brutal play.
Review of the Sunday November 22nd Performance of Fleetwood Mac in Auckland’s Mt. Smart Stadium.
Beastwars were occasionally visible behind a cloud of smoke, but that doom-laden cacophony they produced was everywhere. It was primal, like the cracking open of the earth in a great cataclysmic event. It was also fucking fun.