I stood out in the blazing sun for two days, subsisting on a diet limited to beer and special herbs, and all I got was this not-so-lousy feeling that I had been reborn. I honestly can't think of a better place to have done those things than the grand, old city of Montreal.
Farewell, sweet lady. I will always remember the time we spent together this past weekend. Rest assured that I am (quite literally) counting the days until next summer, when we'll meet again for more Heavy MTL.
Peter Steele of Type O Negative still dyes 'em Black, Black, Black, Black No. 1.
I still love you, baby, which is why I want to recommend some MenScience Cream
for those liver spots on your arm.
I dumped a bunch more photos into a Flickr Album, including some shots of Mastodon, Priestess, Voivod, and lastly but not leastly, Iron Maiden (aka The Greatest Metal Band of All Time). Be warned: most of the Maiden shots came out looking more than a little like art prints, due to the fact that I had to use a night setting with a really low shutter speed.