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So I just got back from Edmonton last night and since you're all dieing to know what happened I'll give you the just of it.

Thursday:
Left home and spent eight hours driving to Calgary. Alberta is a shithole.
Arrived at friends house to spend the night.
Ended up sleeping on the floor because other friend I'm travelling with took the bed.
Found friends I'm not travelling with vibrator and miscellaneous paraphernalia.
Had a good laugh then scanned her laptop for win, no win was found.
Cracked beer and watched Simpson episodes online.

Friday:
Woke up after 6 hours of sleep and went to Denny's for breakfast.
Almost hit some old retard who was standing in the middle of the road looking at the Denny's sign.
Old retard starts yelling at me so I rev my car until he moves.
Get into Denny's and get the creepiest server I've ever seen, giant bottom lip and possibly extremely gay.
Friend tries to order a breakfast beer but we arrived an hour before they started serving.
Left Denny's and continued onto Edmonton. Alberta freeways are boring as ******** in Edmonton and stock up on booze which is cheap as hell because Alberta doesn't have PST.
Arrive at friends sister's place and start drinking.
Find that Steve Harris' daughter is the opening act and she sucks.
Decide to hold off on going to the concert in favor of more drinking.
Take the train to Rexall place and try to score more beer which is sold out, we settle for water.
Hear a large wave of cheering and rush back our seats as Nicko McBrian lays down some snare grooves.
Band rushes the stage and cut right into Aces High, awesomeness ensues.
Group of people in front of me are heavily smoking blunts, acheive a second hand high.
Hearing ability degrages and lose track of what's being played until two songs later when they start The Trooper.
Bruce runs backstage for a quick wardrobe change into a British Redcoat uniform.
More songs are rocked out and the band leaves while Bruce addresses the crowd.
Dickinson starts talking about about birds to the confusion of the crowd....until he mentions an albatross :0:0:0
Crowd erupts then Bruce mentions the ocean, more eruption then all s**t breaks lose as they bust into Rime of the Ancient Mariner, which was all out amazing.
More songs are played, more pyro is set off and the Cybernetic Eddie from the "Somewhere in Time" album appears onstage and jacks off his laser above Adrian Smith.
Maiden leaves the stage and quickly comes back for an encore to end the show with Hallowed Be Thy Name.
We leave Rexall feeling awesomed and take the train back which is full of people also leaving the concert, "Maiden" chants soon break out.
We arrive back at the apartment and continue drinking for another five hours.

Saturday:
Wake up around 3pm feeling like s**t and unable to drink beer.
Meet up with another friend and go to Boston Pizza for lunch/dinner.
Head to local guitar store 15 minutes before closing and met a pushy salesman who tried his all to get us to buy something. We didn't.
Head back to apartment after buying more booze then quickly leave to pick up another friend.
Head back to aparment once again and start drinking.
Call for a taxi and head off to house party.
Drink more at house party and meet people whose names I don't remember.
Went outside to watch some guy curb stomp his cell phone and throw it under moving cars.
a*****e neighbour comes out and threatens to call cops. We go back inside.
House party ends and we hit up the local bars.
Bars get boring so I help my annihilated friend home and pick up a pizza.
Two slices in friend runs to the bathroom and pukes for five minutes.
Comes back and passes out on couch.
I stay up until 3am to buzz everyone in when they return.
Watch 28 Weeks Later and go to bed at 5am.

Sunday:
Wake up at 10am, shower, and leave apartment by 11am to head home.
Drive for 11 hours straight only stopping to pick up cheap Alberta booze on the way home. 1.8L 10% beer = $3.50 <3
Boring drive home listening to Maiden and Boris and drop off my friend around 9pm.
Head up to a bar for a going away party for a co-worker and continue to get thrashed.
Bar closes and head over to a coworkers house to continue partying.
Press my hand against coworkers window and next to it a smaller, baby like hand print phases into the condensation, group is freaked out.
We get over it and keep drinking, myself and two others find a bong and take hits in the kitchen.
Party ends and I walk with a friend to her house to stay the night(even though I was fine to drive.)

Monday:
Wake up at after 6 hours of sleep and feel like s**t.
Drive friend to work and head home.
Unpack.
Type this up.

That's it in a nutshell, I'll have pictures of the concert and drive in the next little while.

tl;dr makes you a f*****t.

For setlist:
http://michaelgravel.com/

I am so envious. That's how it would go for me if I were in Cali right now headed for the Weedeater/WITTR/Sunn O)))/Earth concert. <******** awesome, dude. Did you get any good pics? If you did then it is your duty (ha) to post them.

Epic dude, last, and only, concert I went to was when KISS came over to the Target Center somewhere around 97', I was only 8 or so, lucky drunken punk.

That also happened in Edmonton only this Eddie was mummified, I'm not sure if thats the one you saw or if they have different Eddies that come out like that.

But ya Anthrax would beat Steve Harris' daughter anyday.