Chapter Five
Showtime
Sindee is happy because she’s met the band we are supporting tonight and they are all over her. Like so many Eastern European guys they are big and muscular, as if they had been doing hard labour since they hit their teens. They are all clad in loose leather dungarees, bare beneath so that we got to see all the smooth skin and hard muscle, the solid biceps and rippling pecs. I have a feeling my camera is going to be called into action later.
They looked almost menacing stood around her, as do the crowd as I sneak a peek with ten minutes to go before show-time. However, one thing you quickly learn about the world of heavy metal is that, wherever you are, all those involved are a universally great bunch of people. They might all look like axe murderers but there is
