The Guardian: Metallica: the night the masters of metal gave me hope for the future
It was 9.30pm and I was standing in the middle of a field, very cold, very wet and very tired. The 110,000 people around me were also very cold, very wet and very tired. Most of them were also very drunk. And one of them had spent an hour that day whacking me on the head with a sex doll. Yes, it was festival season. My first festival, no less: Download 2012. Despite the chill, despite the rain, despite the repeat assault from a life-size inflatable, I was moments away from seeing Metallica – and my life changing for ever.