I know exactly how this slap in the face feels. While visiting Salt Lake City sometime in the early 90s, I was going to a Bon Jovi concert with a friend of mine. (I realize you can't compare Bon Jovi to Metallica, but nonetheless, I was quite a fan back then.) As we approached the venue, we found it really strange that there were no cars in the parking lot. After a few minutes of confusion, the Radio DJ announced that the scheduled Bon Jovi concert had indeed been cancelled because Jon Bon Jovi had lost his voice. I guess all the other concert attendees had managed to catch on to this important newsflash, but somehow we had missed it. Disappointed doesn't even come close to describing how I felt.
It's like craving pistachio ice cream. You go to the store, manage to find some green ice cream, go home and dish it all up in a huge bowl. Then you sit down to enjoy it, expect it to taste like pistachio, only to discover that it's not pistachio at all, but MINT!!!
Or it's like searching high and low for what seems like an eternity for your favorite cd such as "The Joshua Tree", and when you finally find the case, it's empty!!!
Or it's like finding the perfect shoes online, and when you finally get through the whole ordeal of adding all your information and get ready to pay, you discover a quite significant message that says "not available".
All I can say is such is life.
Oh, I just remembered one more thing. It's like going to see the Piano Man himself, Mr. Billy Joel, one of my absolute all time favorites, in concert with Elton John in Gothenburg, Sweden. Coming all the way from Oslo, you show up behaving like a bouncing ball, ready to worship your hero, only to find out that the Piano Man is sick and Elton John will be doing a solo concert.

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Last year Nick and one of his friends had seats on the 5th row to see Dave Matthews in Salt Lake, and the show was cancelled the day before. One of the band members had died, which is a pretty good excuse.
I guess.
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