It was in 2011, I was listening "Master of puppets" guitar solo when a friend interrupted my favourite part, instead the sound of Hammett's strings now I was listening my phone ringtone. Obviously I felt a little angry, someone has taken my inspiration away! But I took the call. "I have some tickets for the Slayer concert, it will be in June... Will you come?" I didn't have to wonder it twice, damn it! It was Slayer!! In that days I only listened just some metal bands such as Metallica, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Testament, and, of course, Slayer... but a concert was something bigger, I never had enough money for one and that call was really unexpected.

This band, curiously, is headed by a chilean: Tom Araya, and I didn't enjoy his vocal notes... they were very high sometimes and very low another times. But I really love the guitars: very aggressive and fast, accompanied by some kickass drums that could even broke your neck while headbanging (just kidding, but be careful at the headbang if you listen them, or in general... it could seriously hurt your neck and spine).
I remember that the concert day I went after the school, so I was in uniform (Shirt and tie, it was very funny) within a very big crowd of metalheads with black T-shirts, leather jackets and longhair. As anecdote, I was standing in the access queue and one of this metalhead looked at me, he laughed and then asked me "you come from the school?" and I answered "yes", then he laughed again and he said "Fuck you're a true metalhead" and gave me a hug... then I understood: he was drunk.
That night in Movistar Arena I felt very excited, it was my first concert and it was of one of my favourites bands. It was some kind of frantic sensation, the atmosphere was aggressive and sometimes it became psychedelic. It was very funny see many people playing the air guitar as the solos were been played, or some heads going up and down (but their hands never dropped the beer can, that could be some kind of complex ability), singing (or trying to) the songs while in the middle of that people sea a very big moshpit was spinning. All the people were doing thant kind of stuff... so I joined them with my friend. Eventually, the next day I went to the school very sore and almost with my head in a hand... but it was an excellent choice!