Page 19 - ION Indie Magazine JULYAUG 2024

It’s 1984, and I just left the Ticketmaster

located on the third floor behind the vacuum

cleaners at J.C. Penney's. I had secured

my ticket for the Judas Priest show tonight!

I raced home and grabbed the hose to

wash my Camaro and polish up my new

Cragar rims. I shower and then cut the

sleeves off and put a few heavy metal rips

in my new Judas Priest shirt, which I scored

at the iron on shop at the mall today. I

squeeze into my tightest pair of black

zippered parachute pants and finish off with

a final spray of Aqua Net “extra hold” in the

pink can for my very long jet-black hair. A

few bandanas tied to my wrist, and it’s time

to go! I climb into my car and slide my Judas

Priest cassette tape in and hit fast-forward

to get to my favorite song. The tabs are

worn out and it fast-forwards all the way to

the end of side “A.” Out comes the trusty #2

pencil. Thirty spins to the left and the tape

is in the perfect place. Tonight, will be epic!