WIN A DVD COPY OF IRON MAIDEN’S FLIGHT 666: THE FILM!
Monday, June 8th, 2009 at 3:54pm by MetalSucks
Iron Maiden’s Flight 666: The Film — the documentary about the reigning kings of metal’s globe-spanning, Bruce Dickinson-piloted, massive world tour — comes out today on DVD, and guess what? We’ve got 5 copies to give away. I actually missed this when it was out in theaters but everyone I know who’s seen it tells me it’s great, and I mean, come on: Iron Maiden, live footage, airplanes, Bruce-Bruce, Eddie… what the fuck else do you need in life?
Here’s what you have to do to win: tell us a funny or otherwise interesting personal story related to Iron Maiden. Could be the first time you saw the band live, could be the time you waited in line for 5 hours to meet them at a signing, could be the time “Bring Your Daughter… to the Slaughter” was blasting in your car as you lost your virginity in the backseat of your Chevy Nova. You may either post a comment here or send an email to news [at] metalsucks.net with “IRON MAIDEN 666″ as the subject line. We’ll pick our five favorite entries and notify the winners next Monday, June 15th.
Our bros at MetalInjection.net, MetalInsider.net and SMNnews.com are all giving away copies too, so be sure to visit them for more chances to win. U.S. residents only please, and be sure to use a valid email address.
This is no joke. My friend named Ace i9s a huge stoner and he realy sings Ace’s high when hes wasted. its hilarios if youre their
Paul Day, and please pick me b/c i dnt want to register on any other site to vote.
lazy! my site is awesome!
i was stuck in traffic for three hours trying to get to their show in Irvine and when i got there they were just starting so i ran as fast as i could to get up the stairs and i got stuck behind this fat ass kid and there was no way i was missing a minute of the show so i just pushed him to get by and he lost his footing and started rolling down the stairs and took out like 7 people behind me…it was hillarious
Spending an epic afternoon crammed in a beat up stationwagon, road tripping to see the Metal Masters concert last summer was a blast. Strangely after seeing Testament, Motorhead, Heaven and Hell and Judas Priest, the chorus “…take my hand, I’ll lead you to the promise land…” from Iron Maiden’s Heaven Can Wait simultaneously popped into all of our heads. We hiked to our car singing that one line over and over with arms around each other. We wondered why we were singing Maiden lyrics after seeing Heaven and Hell and Priest, but we didn’t care. The night soared on…
When I saw them at Darien Lake in 05, Bruce went off about “A metal show at Disney Land.” Which, of course, was a contributor to the Sharon fiasco at the end of that Ozzfest. Man, that chick needs to chill out a little.
Sometimes, even when trite nu-metal bullshit swirls around in a child’s mind, brainwashing him and enslaving him to mediocre musics at an early age… an event so great, so magnificent can take place and change that child’s outlook on music as a whole. Through this miracle, over the course of only a few hours, the boy may become a man.
When I was but a tender 14 years of age, my dad offered to take me to see Iron Maiden, Dio, and Motorhead at the local ampitheater.
I haven’t been right since.
I went to that tour as well! I already wasn’t right and knew full well what I was getting into. Kudos man, your writing is strong and your point is poignant.
SOOOO, im on my way to my Second iron maiden concert with 3 of my friends who have never been to see maiden before. Were al lhaving a sick ass fucking time watching maiden tear shit up at madison square garden on this past year leg of the Somewhere back in time tour. So bruce starts into powerslave (one of my favs btw) kicking as as always and then Silence … The power to all the instruments on stage are off and no one knows whats going on (GHost of sharon osbourne anyone?) then somone throws a soccer ball on stage and bruceand dave start playing soccer and using some of the mummy props as goalies, probably the funniest shit i have ever seen at a cocert before. About 20 ish minutes later they finaly get the lights on only for me and my four friends to see our 6foot 4 bald headed history teacher standing up a beer in each hand having an even better time than we are 2 rows in front of us, i dont think i have ever had a funner time at a concert before and that was definatley funny and by far more interesting than the history homework said teacher asigned us all that night =).
Thats funny. I have a pro shot bootleg dvd of that show!! It has great sound and the power outage part is hilarious!
really is their ne way i can get a copy some how?
Went to Disneyland for my school’s senior celebration. They usually close the park down for these trips, then let a whole flood of seniors in for to use the park from about midnight to six in the morning. We were in the haunted mansion ride and I was bullshitting with my friends, giving the peanut gallery comments because the ride is really damn dull outside of a section where they have a wall of mirrors and they usually project a ghost into the middle seat, so you see it in you and your buddies reflections with a ghost sitting behind you. We got one that looked dead on line Eddie wearing a top hat, so much so that I actually shouted “Holy fuck! That looks like Eddie”. I don’t know who shouted back in response but about three cars up on the same ride I heard somebody shout “Dude! Fuck Yes! MAIDEN!!!!!”
upping the irons in disneyland, fuckers.
A few yrs ago, me and my friends regular saturday night for an entire summer was going through a couple cases of beer and then a 3am trip to the local truckstop to eat, give the waitresses hell and maybe sober up in the process before calling it a night. The truckstop was called Twin Hills. I had tickets to see Maiden at Ozzfest in a few weeks so I was blasting Number of the Beast in my car everywhere I went. So wouldn’t you know it, Run To The Hills comes on as soon as we cram in my car one night. It quickly turned into a drunk rendition of “Run To Twin Hills”. Well i guess i got into it a lil much cuz a town cop car spotted the concert we were having in my car and pulled us over. The cop looked at us like we were stupid but I think he must have been a maiden fan too cuz he let us go after telling me one of my tail lights were out. Anyways, every time me or any of my friends made a run to that place that summer we’d sing Run To Twin Hills. We even cracked eachother up singing it wrong at Ozzfest that yr. We were right down front. I can only hope Bruce Dickinson didn’t think we were complete retards for thinking that song was funny.
When I was in middle school, this weird kid named Chuck was in just about every one of my classes. He looked and sounded exactly like Butthead from Beavis and Nutthead. The same way Butthead ended everything he said with laughing, Chuck ended every conversation with something about Iron Maiden, regardless of the topic.
One day I was at a music store in my local mall and decided to see what the fuss was about. This was before I was even remotely interested and metal, and before Maiden was even a blip on my radar. As I got to the “I” section I quickly spotted Eddie on the covers of the Iron Maiden albums, and my excitement over finally hearing the band Chuck was always talking about, reached fever pitch. I brought some of the albums over to the listening station and the record store dude popped them in. I quickly understood where Chuck was coming from and began ending…and starting many more of my conversations with Iron Maiden references.
I said “Nutthead” I meant Butthead. woooops
I got to see Maiden earlier this year on their Somewhere back in Time tour, so being the fanboy that me and my buddies are, we went to the line at 4:30 AM. When we got there I couldn’t find a parking spot so I left some of my friends by the line and continued looking for a spot with some other friend. Hours passed and we began to regret bringing the car to the show so I opened my first beer of the day. Now it is six in the morning and my buddy and I have managed to chug half case of beer and well, in my early state of drunkiness I made a turn and entered a tunnel I had been passing for the last few hours. The tunnel is very dark and lonely so we start regreting this desicion of course until we get to the other side. Picture this, two stupid drunk guys blasting Maiden through the speakers, a small crowd of people shouting at us and fucking horses passing us by. Yes, we were in the middle of a trackfield and it was awesome. Thankfully we managed to blame it on the security, which was non existent and the stupid organizers that couldn’t point us at the right direction. Oh and that day was the birth of a new drink we called Rum to the Hills (Rum and Beer nothing fancy), that got drunk a lot of people that day.
BTW excuse my english this happened in Venezuela, the show was at the parking lot of the trackfield.
And Maiden was AMAZING. :)
So, my buddies and I were sitting around drinking a few beers a year or two ago and got into one of those stupid conversations you get in when you are sitting around drinking a few beers with your buddies (Y’know, what I mean “What is our battle plan when the zombies attack?”, “Would you bang your mom if it meant saving her life?”, etc.). Well, someone came up with the strange question of, “If you were banging a chick and her father was watching, what song would you have playing?”. The two finalists were Danzig’s, “Mother” and “Bring Your Daughter… To The Slaughter.” After a heated debate, we finally chose the latter and continued to laugh whilst acting out doggystyling some chick and doing our best Bruce Dickinson impersonations.
So the first time I saw Iron Maiden was at the Verison Ampitheatre for the A Matter of LIfe and Death tour. Great concert that night and amazing performance. So I believe it was when they played 2 Minutes to midnight, I could be mistaken, someone decided to throw a bag of popcorn up on stage and right at Bruce Dickinson. Me being in the second row I was laughing and Bruce Dickinson proceeded to tear open the bag and pour it on the crowd. I wasn’t really amused because a chunk of popcorn got lodge in my eye and was trying to rub it out and irritated by it for a while. Heres the video to prove it
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lRgoZ8QyJbw
popcorn gets thrown on stage about 2:29 and pours it on the crowd 2:45.
Great fucking night but god my eye killed me that night.
I used Iron Maiden to get my friends into better music back in the late 80’s and early 90’s.
I converted people left and right with some of the classic fucking Iron Maiden tunes
IRON MAIDEN SAVES LIVES!!!
wat maiden fan hasnt done that lol, its almost impossible as a maiden fan not to spread thir glory, even if by accedent
I went to see Maiden 2-3 years ago. When I saw tix were going on sale my friend at work gave me a big “I’m in man!”. While sure enough he bailed the morning of the show and never paid me for his ticket to this day. Since it was last minute I couldn’t get anyone to go even offering the ticket for free. I thought I’d go and sell the ticket at the arena and as I’ve never done that before I felt like a sleeze just lurking around like an asshole pushing 1 ticket. I decide to just give up and go in and down 3 beers in minutes so now I’m buzzed and sitting by myself waiting for Maiden. I’m taking up 2 seats as I paid for 2 and someone gives me an excuse me and tried to take a seat and i drunkenly held up 2 tickets and said they were both mine! So Maiden goes on and I’m psyched. 1,2,3 songs go by and i have no idea what they are playing. Then Dickenson says, yea you guessed it, we are playing our new album in its entirety. Fuck! I tap the guy next to me and say, “How many tracks on the new album?’. I think he said 14 or something and I almost got up and left but I was too drunk. Instead I waited around for the most boring 1 and a half hours I can recall and they finally were going to play some old classics. Not really. They played Fear of the Dark which is neither old nor a classic and closed with Iron Maiden and then goodnight NJ. They came around again after that but I passed.
Fucking gay story dude. Fear of the dark is 17 years old, and it most certainly is a classic. the next tour was ALLLLLL classics. You missed out , Nancy
Really what kind of maiden fan are you, net time, dont spend mone ontix, maiden doesnt need fake ass fans like you, try getting into aa instead sounds like beer is more important than maiden… which is bullshit might i add
I actually have SEVERAL Maiden stories to tell considering I have seen them 11 times. One even involves meeting Steve Harris and Rod Smallwood. However, I have chosen what I believe to be the best of the lot.
The scene, Cuyahoga Falls Ohio. It is a hot…and I mean fucking SWELTERING day and my brother and I have just arrived at our hotel. Although Cuyahoga Falls is only about three hours away, we decided that driving that distance after witnessing Maiden (and drinking…a lot) would be a bad idea. Little did we know that we picked the one hotel in the area that was booked to near full capacity with other concertgoers. When the little old lady behind the check out desk asked us who we were going to see, we proudly proclaimed “Iron Maiden!” only to garner the response of “Boy I wish I could go to that!” from said little old lady. Needless to say we were skeptical. A short distance from the check out desk was the pool. I noticed a family of four huddled in one corner of the pool, frightened expressions on their faces. The rest of the pool was a sea of long hairs with tattoos and, in some cases, most of their clothes still on. I knew it was going to be a fun night.
The hotel itself was magniloquent to most heshers eyes. I hadn’t stayed in a room so nice in years! So naturally we laid an eight ball out on the provided end table and went to town for a couple of hours. Now, neither of us make it a habit to partake in such dastardly behavior, but it was a special occasion. After all, we had only seen Maiden 10 times before! When the time for the show arrived, we decided taking a cab was the best option. As the cab arrived we were coked up out of our minds! The driver took us all over town, clearly trying to get the most money he could from us. He then proceeded to drop us off roughly a mile from the gates of the pavilion. By the time we made it to the first concession stand for a beer, we were no longer feeling the effects of the powder. In fact, I think that was the moment I swore that particular drug off for good. One beer and another half mile walk (downhill) we were planted in our pavilion seats. Next to us was one of the nerdiest looking fellas I had ever seen. He was a short, stumpy fellow with glasses that would make the hubble telescope jealous. We sat through a bit of Lauren Harris, mainly because she was a bangin’ slice of ass, but also her guitarist wasn’t too bad of a player. The music itself was boring, though, so we decided it was time for another beer. The walk was now uphill and absolutely brutal. Thankfully we found a concession stand with beer on the lower pavilion level or we would have sworn off drinking for the night as well. We milled around, meeting some interesting folks and blowing money on merchandise. Then it was time for Maiden. We perched ourselves back in our seats as the sun went down on the horizon. As Maidens’ opening music began to play, the nerdy fellow beside me whipped out a huge baggy of rolled joints. His status was immediately raised from nerd to best friend. Maiden’s set was everything that I hoped it would be. The band was on fire that night! When a security guard saw me puffing on a joint I quickly threw it to the ground. This led to the three of us on our hands and knees, right in the middle of the show, frantically trying to find the joint. It was lost. I paid the guy $10 for the weed he shared and, before the final Eddie, we decided to head back to the road. My brother called the cab company on the way. Somehow we managed to get lost on the premises. By the time we found the road, we had walked a good two miles…possibly more. It was literally a sobering quest. When we arrived back at the hotel, most of the other metalheads were, we later found out, stuck in traffic. The place was practically barren. Being the third shift oriented person that I am, I decided to drink for a few more hours and watch television while my brother crashed. It wasn’t long before the hotel began filling up with metallers. During one of my smoke breaks, a couple of longhairs asked me if I wanted to join their party. I figured what the hell. The rest of the night is a bit hazy as I drifted from room to room, floor to floor, partying my ass off with a bunch of strangers. I did untold amounts of substances that night, alcohol and weed likely coming up the ultimate victors. The next day was hell. It was even HOTTER and I was so hung over that I could taste my own death. Those 3 hours felt like 12. I remember entering my house in pure elation and collapsing on my bed…and then that wonderful pocket of powder stuck in some crevice of my nose decided to drain. I didn’t sleep for another 10 hours. Would I do it all again for Maiden? Probably not…but I will be going to see them again. A few less illegal substances this time. Or not.
I had only just got into Iron Maiden and had hear “The Trooper” maybe three times. My two guitar playing buddies were trying to beat Trooper on Guitar Hero 2 and couldn’t make it past the intro on hard. They gave the controller to me, expecting me to be on their level (which I had never even played GH before). Well I just started hitting random buttons and furiously flicking the pick button, lo and behold I hit 93% of the notes throughout the whole song on a whim. They asked how big of a Maiden fan I was, and I said, “I think I just became one…”
So I’m on my way to my first Iron Maiden concert (and for that matter one of my first concerts) and I’m traveling with my cousin who’s older than myself and been a Maiden fan since the dawn of Maiden, as well as two of his buddies, (all are police officers, which makes this story much funnier).
Earlier that week my brother informed me that my mother had called him and asked him, “Do they really pass joints (marijuana) around the crowd and share them?” (My Mom is over protective), and of course he responded with “Of course not, that’s just a myth.”
Anyways, knowing my cousin is the wild child, I decide to bring it up to him during the ride saying, “So I hear my Mom asked you about passing joints around the audience…”
Now remember I’m in the car with three police officers.
And in a very stern voice he says, “Yeah…Have you ever smoked pot Tim?!” and I reply, “Of course not.”
And just as it would be his sternness turned to normal to which he replied, “You should, it’s good for you!”
The first time I saw Maiden, I was suffering from misaligned vertebrae and could not walk. But I absolutely refused to miss them, and I have to be carried in and out of the arena. My friend had to hold me up the entire show because I would not sit down or rest. I ended up blacking out when the concert was over from over-exerting myself. Totally worth it.
My story….well i was flipping through channels and came across MTV and caught the ass end of the documentary. So this is the first time me seeing them live(on tv of course hah!) It seemed pretty good. Another Sam Dunn and the other guy directing it. It figures Sam Dunn would do something like that after making 2 heavy metal documentaries. But hey, it’s all good.
Well i don’t have a story and i could have made one up, one that would probably beat all, but, im not. I love Iron Maiden and I think I deserve to win just because im a fan i will continue to be and so will my kids(if i ever have any).. I was introduced to them a couple of years ago by a this older man i started dating. turns out the Iron maiden DVD i own for the Long Beach Arena in CA, in March 1985, theres a guy that screams “Madafucker!” after the song Revelation. It turns out the guy I was dating that introduced me to Iron maiden was the guy who scream “Madafucker” on the DVD in 1985. I was was born in March 1985 lol.
Thats fucking awesome! I LOVE that guy! I laugh every time I hear that.
Im pretty sure he’s full of shit. A guy that was at that show and is dating a girl BORN the year of the show doesn’t strike me as a very honest person.
ok here goes
my mom was listening to Children Of The Damned and she went into labor with me she was in labor for 14 hours and about 2 minutes after i was born The Trooper came on and my parents decided to name me Adrian after Adrian Smith
And for my 6th,7th,and 8th Halloween I made a Eddie costume just so i could scare the other people
When I saw Flight 666 premiere at SXSW in March!
I had just seen their live show for the first time too!
I would drive around in a bus with my band and spread the word of metal by handing out tons of various free cds and performing free concerts so that the brotherhood of metal can spread further and further across the land and across the world. We need to make sure the younger generations are exposed to metal so that they can know what it is and can embrace it with their hearts. Many people are only aware of what they are exposed to, so potential metalheads may never be metalheads if they never hear the calling of metal. Metal has always been there for me and seen me through dark times; in a way I owe my life to metal. \m/ horns up forever!
I saw Iron Maiden on their POWERSLAVE tour way back in 1985. I distinctly remember when Nicko McBrain threw a drumstick and hit Bruce Dickenson in the back of the head by accident. Bruce had this look of horror on his face as if he had been shot.
I was waiting outside a concert venue in Dallas near some band buses…
a few of us were standing around when a dude was walking toward us from a street corner after
‘properly” crossing at the light… he was wearing a desert storm floppy camo hat,very short hair, short-shorts with a sumo wrestler on it purple shirt and man purse…and combat boots!! when someone hollers “fag-alert”.. his head lifts up and it’s Bruce Dickinson with Adrian Smith behind!!!! The guy slinked back and turned a dozen shades of red..!! But Bruce just looked up n grinned and stopped n signed all our stuff and posed for pix.. what a gracious dude!!!! (the hollering guy just stammered and appologized.. ha!)
ahh anudder story!! when my daughter was 3 or 4 she would watch maiden vids with me “run to te hills” and “number of the beast” and sang them better than any nursery rhymes….
one day my Grandmom nannie was baby-sitting her. she was a devout Catholic when Erica came up to her and sang “6,6,6 the Number of the Beast” nannie!!!!!!
My G-maw freaked, called the local parrish Priest.. begging for an exorcist!!! he sent his associate pasor instead to calm her down… when i cam over to pick my daughter up after work she was sitting on the couch with the rosay fervently prayng and told me hat happened.. i tried to keep from busting out the chorus to her too!!!
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