Welcome one and all to my Crazy Chick Magnet blog. My name is Xavior and this is my very first blog; not only for this site, but ever! Yes, I am a blogger virgin, but I suppose it was only a matter of time before that shit got popped. Anyhoo...In the time to come, I hope to share many stories, both that didn't end up in the book as well as more detail on other things that did. If you love sex, love, and rock n' roll, than this blog will be for you. This is everything my book is about and every word of it is true. It may be a while before my blog gets a following (if ever), but I am very curious to see who is getting it, so please make yourself known. Say hi, don't be shy. I don't bite (depending on who you ask).
Not going to talk about my book today. Instead I will tell you about the time I met Metallica, which I'm pretty sure wasn't in the book. It was 1989, I was 18 years old, and Metallica was my favorite band in the world at that time. Metallica was touring for the newly released 'and Justice for All' and they were touring with Queensryche. At the end of the show, I cautiously bought a backstage pass from some shady character, but luckily it turned out to be legit. Prior to this, I had no plan of doing anything after the show, so I had been moshing and stayed up near the stage where every sweaty dude in the venue rubbed up on me at one point or another. In other words, I wasn't very presentable after the show. Everyone that had a pass was then brought backstage after the venue cleared out and we waited a good hour or so, before Kirk Hammett came out. I had actually met him briefly the summer before when he came wandering near the crowd at the Monsters of Rock concert. M...
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