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Generals gathered in their masses…

It’s hard to put into words what shooting this gig meant to me. But I’ll try. I’ll try real hard to comprehend all that unfolded before me and the honour, pride and raw emotion I felt standing a foot away from Geezer, Tony and Ozzy.

When the Black Sabbath Australian gigs were announced many months ago, that little spark in the heart kicked into gear and I was left wondering, “ooh, I wonder if I’ll get a chance to photograph that one?”

When it comes to the big boys, the acts that play arenas and stadiums and not dingy little Melbourne shitholes, it becomes that much harder to get accreditation and access. It’s not for lack of trying though and I was going to have to move heaven and earth if I was to get a pass for Black Sabbath.

Ride The Lightning

It proved to be an amazing array of anxiousness and raw emotion today. I don’t know how I got an ounce of work done as nearly every minute of the day was spent hovering over the old familiar ping of the inbox alerting me to mail, or watching the phone – begging it to ring!

I found out yesterday through my editor at Metal As Fuck, the wonderful Leticia, that I may be getting the chance to photograph Metallica. I hadn’t even bothered applying for a pass myself as I didn’t like my chances so to get a chance to shoot them, no matter how remote it seemed, just blew me away.