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Monday

Perth International airport, finally good for something

so tonight i was taking my relatives back to the airport so they could fly back home to england, and who should i meet at the airport but

MOTHERFUCKING MASTODON

thats right, i met mastodon.





fresh from their performance at Big Day Out, prog metal Kings Mastodon were sitting outside red roosters.

i saw them at first in the check out, but i couldnt be sure, brent was wearing a hat so i couldn't see his iconic tattoo. then i passed them in the duty free shop, looking at boomerangs. i was so nervous i was litteraly shaking with excitement. finally deciding it was them, i proceeded to go up to their table and said "excuse me, im a big fan of mastodon, its great to meet you guys". then they shook my hand and said its great to meet a fan, etc etc. to my surprise they were very open and chatted with me about the new album (crack the skye, a vast and sprawling concept album that expands on their old sound layered with harmony and brutality) and their upcoming tour of small clubs in Italy. still star struck, i went back to my table, and managed to grab something for them to sign.

rushing back, brent had gone into the departure area, and bill had dissapeared. i still manged to get brann and troys autographs, on the back of a cafe buisness card.

so yea. turned into one hell of an awesome day.

I MET MASTODON. XD XD XD XD

i can die happy now.

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