It almost seems surreal when you’re running around with your girlfriend, almost racing through a section of the guitars, and bam! There stands Kerry King signing posters. I’m a Slayer fan, and Kerry King is of course a legend, but I’ve never been someone chasing after stars, and could never understand the whole idolizing bit – so I didn’t bother with standing in the autograph line.
The next day we walk up to the Slash autograph session. It’s so crowded that we don’t even consider sticking around for taking a picture of him. Nothing against Slash, he’s a good guitar player and all that, but I’ve never felt the craze about him that some people do. When we’re walking away from there, we again run into Kerry King autographing! A lot less people there this time (Slash didn’t sign the day before like King did) so I figure “what the hell, might as well get the poster and the handshake”. Kerry seems to be in a great mood. In fact, the line takes much longer than expected because he stands joking and laughing with some other guys at the booth. When I ask him if he doesn’t get tired of standing there writing his name he just says “no man, it’s a good day” (or something along those lines).
Why’s the security guy in the back so damn suspicious!?
Continuing the stroll around the guitar area, I come across another signing. This time I couldn’t resist myself. Paul Gilbert – one of my all time favorite shredders is sitting there (any longtime readers that remembers the Paul Gilbert Test?). The line is longer than the one to Kerry, but at this point I couldn’t care less. The line is actually moving pretty fast, and Paul seems to be the same easy going good guy type in real life that you might’ve seen in any of his videos.
Wait a minute! Whatever happened to the guy who wasn’t a fanboy and didn’t care about crap like this? I guess he took a break that day…