Sunday, 27 June 2010

Too. Much. Iconicness.

Too. Much. Iconicness. Head. Will. Explode. With. Happiness.

The world's most iconic guitarist. On the world's most Iconic stage. Playing some of metal's most iconic songs. At the world's most iconic festival. On it's 40th birthday. With iconic sun...ok, stretching that a bit thin, but you get the idea. As far as epic goes, that pretty much had it covered.

Sheer brilliance. That was the best Guns n' Roses/Velvet Revolver tribute act. Ever.

Slash took to the stage to the theme from Psycho and wearing a very odd top hat/shorts/socks/trainers combo, which we're going to have serious words about once we're married. They battled their way through songs from Slash's newly released album, some G n'R faves - Night train, Rocket Queen, Civil War, with Myles  Kennedy doing a pretty passable Axl impression, thankfully without the white tassle leather jacket and hot pants. There was a brief nod to Velvet Revolver with Slither and then we were back to G n' R for Sweet Child o' Mine (bought the field down), and Paradise City (blew the roof off the place.)

Slash wasn't especially talkative, and that that sort of.. so-laid-back-I'm-almost-asleep look as he wandered around on stage as if he's someone's grandad who just happened to get lost looking for a toilet.

Then all of a sudden, it was playing the guitar behind the back of his head and hopping around in circles and a stadium-stylee-all-link-arms-and-bow to say goodbye.

Totally awesome show. And SO much better than the England game. The crowd kept each other up to date with the scores thanks to text messages, and it seemed a pretty unanimous decision that we were much happier watching Slash then seeing NEGLNAD crash out of the World Cup.

Thank you to Anonymous for your very helpful suggestion of using my chums as a battering ram. I decided not to do that on this occasion, on account of the fact that I couldn't be bothered.

Sorry for no pictures, 3G has collapsed again. It's mildly amusing to me that I can upload pictures from a tiny phone while standing in the middle of a field, but in the press tent, surrounded by technology? Nada.