Wednesday, November 19, 2003 Kick-ass 80's Heavy Metal at the Gym
The gym SO rocked last night! Usually I am in a great hurry to get my headphones on and my MP3's playing to drown out the hideous sounds of the awful radio music they insist on playing at the gym. I've commented on several occasions about how much better it would be if they would get satellite radio or a collection of CDs. Well last night it would appear that they had some type of satellite radio going and it FAR exceeded my expectations for musical excellence. For this wasn't merely uninterrupted 80's metal playing. It was the really, really GOOD shit. There were the Poisons, the Motley Crue's, the too-new Metallica. But there was also Iron Maiden to be heard! I will repeat it in case anyone missed it. Iron Maiden's classic "The Number of the Beast" was playing at my gym last night! And L.A. Guns, KISS, and so many other fine works of music too numerous to mention. There were even obscure yet still familiar tunes from the likes of Vixen. You'd forgetten about Vixen, hadn't ya? Oh, yeah, and I also worked out.
Hopefully this will continue. Now I'm not so foolish as to believe that uber-cool 80s metal has universal appeal to all the members at my not-so-fine but rapidly improving gym. I don't expect to hear the soothing voice of Skid Row's Sebastian Bach every night while doing calf raises. But the crapulence-free music, the music uninterrupted by the nails-on-chalkboard banter of moronic dj's and the commercials hawking various products in the most annoying voices with the most annoying background music, was truly a beautful experience and I hope last night's Headbanger's Ball of sorts was a harbinger of more good things to come.
