Is it expensive? Hell yes. Is it worth it? If you’re the kind of person who tears up when a riff kicks in at 10 p.m. in a field full of strangers—absolutely. You’re not just buying a ticket. You’re buying the memory of Dan throwing up on your shoes during Rammstein, and laughing about it for years.
So check the website, pick your tier, and prepare your wallet for a gentle mugging. And for the love of all that is metal, buy the poncho before you get there. Your future dry self will thank you.
