...and
it's gonna be light... The service has started with huge bombast,
smoke, glammer and gloria. This is exactly how it should be for
the welcome back for the lost son. Okay, okay, the description son
is bit too much, I presume. Because our beloved Metal God Robert
Halford is actually beyond his best youth and midlife crisis, and
he could easily have a few sons of his own, if not even grandsons.
But thanks god, there ain't no discussion about this, as we
all know. Exept mother mary had told him the secret of the holy
conception. Just kiddin' - Rob Halford still shows a good figure
on stage. After a 5 minutes acoustic performance, whereby everyone
in here asks himself already - where the hell is he actually? - he
steps down from the thrown, impressing, powerful and like the
image tells him. Somehow it seems, as if nothing has changed since
the Eightees. At least what's up to the first impression. The
theatralic aura and the tons of dry ice fog has got another
advantage as well, which ain't noticed by the fans and ignored by
the band. Because one thing is for sure... The K.K. Downing, Glen
Tipton and the others didn't have a lifting in the meantime. And
anti wrinkle products are surely not included in their stage make
up set. But like very often proclamed, Rock'n'Roll keeps you young,
at least mentally. Physically the situation looks a bit different
according to the rather slow movement choreography. They don't
step on each other's toes, which is not very difficult due to the
huge altar. And there's even space for the usual harley, which get
it's slot like always and ever at the song "Hell Bent For
Leather". But you might think about it to sit on this monster,
if you can't get off it afterwards, - eh Rob?!!!
Angel of
Retribution is the slogan of course. Even I don't know
what's more important, this or the simple fact, that the Metal God
has found his way back in the nest of his beloved ones. To get it
straight. No one gives a bloody damn really, what Judas Priest are
playing up there. Main thing is, they are up there on stage in the
almost original line-up. (only the drumkit had changed his owner
at Pain Killers times) And the audiance still gets most exited
with the classic tunes "Turbo Lover", "Pain
Killer", the just mentioned "Hell Bent For Leather",
but most of all with "Breakin' The Law" and last but not
least "Livin' after Midnight". The cultstatus, which
inbetween had vanished, is definately back on the surface. The
whole bavarian metalscene has found it's way to our behated
cathedral Zenith here in Munich and sings halleluja. No question,
that the sound is a disaster like usual in here, no discussion
about it, that we just don't like this dome. No matter, that this
band up there officially has nothing to say to each other and just
playing their parts like a "holy Father's prayer". And
also no arguing about it, that the grey brain cells of the old new
star can't remember the whole lyrics, but thanx to the hidden
placed teleprompter bible behind some boxes, he gets it first hand
served. Who cares?!! Up there are Judas Priest, the right now
oldest and most stable representatives of Heavy Metal, but not the
founder as often mentioned. The are cult, no doubt about that,
exspecially Jesus - no sorry - Rob Halford Superstar. The amen is
said, the service is finished and the holy spirit they have
received for sure. They've got our blessings, and we write another
sure in the coran. Religion is religion including Judas Priest and
Rob Halford. We are behaved, we follow the rules and we are flying
up into the seventh sky, as we say so normally in german. And damn
you, if you say not so. Judas Priest forever. There's nothing more
to comment. Amen.
PS.: We don't regret to have paid the church taxes and the rising
was worth it..... |
