Eh, Mrs. Neepheid asked me after the gig if I wanted to hang around (for my benefit, not hers) but I was like nah, what's the point? Let's say I did actually get a chance to speak to Arry, what could I say that he hasn't heard a million times already? Plus I put myself in his shoes and to be honest even in my current state of complete unfamousness I would still prefer that everyone just eff off after a gig and not bug me when I'm dismantling gear, or just generally decompressing and letting the adrenaline die down naturally - imagine it's a hundred times worse when you are famous and you have to play nice otherwise someone will get all offended on the internet about it.
I'm happy that I got to see him up close (way closer than at a Maiden concert) and watch him tan the hell out of those strings.