When I was 18, I went to a metal bar in north London and had what I thought was the best night of my life. I was only one of about 15 people in that bar, so when a band came on stage and announced that they were, in fact, Judas Priest, I thought, 'wow, this must be seriously top secret, which explains why no one is here.' They played "Living After Midnight" and "Painkiller", and for their big track "Breaking the Law" they invited me on stage, probably because I looked so pumped, where I propped one foot on the guitarist's amp and swung my hair around like a propellor. For years, I thought I'd been on stage with Judas Priest. For years. And I told everyone.
Recently I found out that they weren't Judas Priest – obviously. They were just five old, wisened dudes who played sub-par covers of their songs. Which is why, when I saw that these people at Coney Island legit believed that two guys were members of Migos, it made me LMAO extremely hard. Before I get into it, though, let's take a look at some of the pics, which have been doing the rounds on Twitter:
I cannot deal. How did this happen? Well, the real #heads know that your man on the left in the first pic is Atlanta rapper Migo Domingo, who is in fact signed to Quality Control and a protégé of Migos. Still, how a "protégé of Migos" equates to actually being one of Migos I do not know. These extremely gassed holiday makers probably misheard Migo when he told them his name, and he probably could not be bothered to correct them, because look at their faces. For real though, if you don't really know what Migos look like, don't post a selfie with the caption "crying". And if you won't know who Judas Priest are, don't go on stage with some random old blokes just because they invite you to.
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