
Now, its 2026 and Caerdydd has set itself apart by defining itself as a Music City – No, not by protecting the kind of spaces that gave artists like our headliners their start, but by having multi-platinum selling artists play the city at every conceivable opportunity. And, as far as metal is concerned, you can’t get much more successful than ‘Tallica!
The atmosphere in Cardiff is electrifying. Metal songs blast from every bar, there’s a feeling of excitement among the fans who crowd the streets. Even me, who gets overwhelmed by crowds and finds stadiums daunting, was not going to turn down this opportunity.
Metallica are one of the most eminent metal acts still performing, and today they are playing in Wales! “This must have been how Oasis fans felt last summer” I think to myself as I push my way through the revellers to Gate Seven of the Principality.
Matt: I was already in my seat at this point watching Knocked Loose (7) navigate their way around the 'in the round' staging which did inhibit their performance quite a lot. They stomped around the stage though but for a lot of the show they had their back to the audience which limited their engagement with them and each other.
The half empty (not their fault in hasten to add) Principality was receptive to their style of punishing, breakdown heavy hardcore punk but they are a band better experienced in a more up close environment, still if a couple of 100 people came away from the show wanting to seek out more Knocked Loose who hadn't before then surely this obvious discomfort with the staging was worth it right?
Alex: I’m seated high in the rafters, looking down at the stage which sits gloriously in the centre, surrounded on all sides by towers which mount screens, aimed at “bringing the show closer” to those, like me, in the upper echelons of the arena.
That being said, the enormous sound reaches all levels with Gojira (10) proving that they can make their intense compositions resonate even among a crowd of over 70,000 spectators!
With the roof remaining closed throughout the show, the sound of pieces like Flying Whales/Wales and Stranded fill every crevice of the auditorium, surrounding crowd members on all sides and daring them to pay attention!
I have seen Gojira three times. First, in a peculiar support slot for Alter Bridge, second during their tour for Fortitude, and now supporting Metallica. On each occasion they have triumphed, and left me reeling from how effortlessly they command their craft!
Pointedly however, they feel completely at home on a platform of this size. After this support slot and their opening performance at the Olympics, they feel like natural heirs to the throne of longstanding metal institutions.
Opening with Creeping Death, Metallica (10) do not seem like an act on the verge of giving up, their performance is incredibly powerful.
These musicians obviously command a powerful legacy, which comes through in the audience members reactions to hearing these songs live, many for the first time.
I’d never seen Metallica before, and yet from the opening notes of For Whom The Bell Tolls, I was immediately reminded of my experiences discovering the genre of metal.
It’s songs like these that gave me appreciation for music as an art form. And so, getting to see them live, felt like a rite of passage.
Certainly, part of my appreciation for James Hettfield and co. came from their early ability to write long, detailed, and emotionally affecting compositions, a number of which are performed tonight.
The Unforgiven is as moving in a live setting as I had hoped, the transition from the sombre to the enraged sections, being executed perfectly.
Later, The Day That Never Comes and Cyanide provide the perfect combination of subtlety and intensity needed to keep the audience enthralled. Just to add a footnote to this point though, Lars Ulrich gets a lot of criticism for restructuring his drum parts in a live setting.
Indeed, while this is evident, he hits all the correct beats needed to either make these songs feel gigantic, or keep them subdued, and brooding.
Of course, any concert of this enormity demands a few theatrics, and Metallica have them in spades! Fuel features a dazzling display of pyrotechnics, as you’d expect in a song that so prominently features the motif of “FIRE!”.
Elsewhere, One begins with the sound of gun fire, and soaring planes, reverberating, and echoing around the stadium. Sparks and flashes of fire appear, before sizzling out, all serving to create anticipation before the opening riff sets in.
During Nothing Else Matters, the audience lend their own theatrical quality, as every corner is illuminated by the glare of phone torches, lending a beautiful intimacy to the song.
These might be tried and true tricks to those who have seen this band live before, but to me, they’re exciting parts of my experience. Indeed, what fans won’t have been expecting is a rendition of Tom Jones’ Delilah by Kirk Hammet and Rob Truijo, serving as a kind of interlude, while James and Lars presumably pass out for five minutes.
Sure, it’s silly, but is not without its charm, bringing a unique quality to the show! After thirty years, its feels good to know that Metallica still care about Cardiff!
As the show approaches its end, a camera pans in on Lars Ulrich who beckons it to come closer and closer. Again, the initiated know what this moment means. To find out that it heralded the moment I’d been waiting for was a delight.
Master Of Puppets was one of the first albums that I owned. To say that my reaction to the performance of the tilte track was excitable, would be to damn the experience with faint praise (I can’t underestimate the extent to which I felt like a child during the entirety of this show).
As Enter Sandman plays out, everyone in my section stands up, slowly at first and then all at once, the iconic riff ringing out like a victory cry! The Principality Stadim had been missing Metallica’s presence up until now – they have one of the most impressive, and unique shows of any metal act.
For many years it felt these four musicians would never return to our city, and yet they couldn’t not come back, could they? For them to finally grace Wales with their presence, as they reach legacy status, was an honour.
While I certainly wouldn’t refuse an opportunity to see Metallica again, I don’t expect that to happen, and I don’t think I even need to! There are some concerts that leave you begging for more, and others that embed themselves in your conscious, immovable and without regret!
The experience might be over, never to be recaptured but in spite of the longness of life, “the memory remains”