Iron Maiden in the Sky with Mr. Salty Dawg’s Angels
Iron Maiden in the Sky with Mr. Salty Dawg’s Angels Large Lad lay sprawled across a luxurious leather recliner, drool trailing down his chin, as Salty Dawg One soared through the African dawn sky towards Cape Town. The cabin was more like a five-star nightclub than a plane: neon blue ambient lights, a full bar stocked with premium liquor, plush velvet seats, and floor-to-ceiling windows giving panoramic views of the savannah far below. His head still pounded like a war drum, but soon his ears perked up as the speakers crackled to life. 🎸 “White man came across the sea… he brought us pain and misery…” 🎸 It was Iron Maiden’s “Run to the Hills” blasting at full volume. Mr. Salty Dawg stood at the bar, nodding his salt-and-pepper head in rhythm, gold aviators gleaming under the LED strips. He poured himself a generous glass of aged Caribbean rum before striding over to Large Lad with a grin. “Nothing like Maiden to blast the hangover demons out of your skull, Lad!” Large Lad win...