bloodstock open air

 

12 - 14 August 2011

Catton Hall, Derby, UK

 

 

background

 

Appearing in a rather different format in 2001 Bloodstock has evolved to be one of the UK’s premier festivals. Born out of a desire to build a festival that hadn’t been seen since the days of Monsters of Rock, Vince Brotheridge and Paul Gregory came together to bring us Bloodstock. They met through a mutual friend and it soon became apparent that although their backgrounds were very different their taste in music was much the same. After many meetings they formed Amust4music, the umbrella for all things Bloodstock related.

 

The first headlining band confirmed to play the 2001 edition of the show was Saxon. This came about as Paul had met Biff Byford and the band back in 1984. He had been commissioned to do their artwork and stage designs for the album Crusader. Paul has since painted ten albums for the band to date and has become firm friends with the band. Saxon were very supportive of the festival and were happy to headline the first one day show alongside the likes of Primal Fear, Glenn Hughes and Blaze.

 

Following on from the successful indoor event in 2001 Vince and Paul went straight into organising the next festival even though they’d made a considerable financial loss (which they expected in the early days). The festival audience rose from a rather impressive 700 to over 1500 in year two, something that was no doubt influenced by the success of the previous year and bands such as Blind Guardian and Gamma Ray heading up the lineup.


Later on the same year Vince and Paul headed off on tour with Saxon, which saw them cross paths with Nightwish for the very first time at Wacken Open Air. Vince was blown away by the band and immediately thought of having them headline the show in 2003. This brought the band to the UK for their very first show here and in a leap of faith the Bloodstock team decided to bring the fans two days of metal rather than the established one day. Saxon agreed to come back to headline the Friday evening alongside Blaze, Power Quest and 5th Man Down with Nightwish headlining the Saturday alongside Dragonforce, Paradise Lost, Edguy, Masterplan and Mercury Rain.

 

2004 saw the festival continue with a more classic theme for the Friday evening with Gamma Ray headlining the evening, supported by Threshold, Sinergy, Illuminatus and Infobia. Children of Bodom headlined the more diverse Saturday lineup alongside Sonata Arctica, Primal Fear, Evergrey and more.

 

As the Derby Assembly Rooms only allowed for a maximum attendance of 2 500 fansl, Vince and Paul decided to branch out and this was the beginning of Bloodstock Open Air as we know it. This would allow for numbers to increase to 10 000. Wacken Open Air stepped in to support the guys on their quest to provide the UK with such an outdoor festival and offered them advice on how to build on their already formidable Indoor festival. Sebastian Bach headlined the Friday night with Children of Bodom coming back and headlining the Saturday after such a great response the year before.

 

2005’s Indoor festival had the largest number of bands over the two days and saw the likes of HammerFall headlining the Friday alongside bands such as StormWarrior, Metalium and Reckless Tide filling in slots throughout the day. Within Temptation headlined the Saturday night following on from the diverse lineup of Amon Amarth, After Forever, Bob Catley, Raven, Iron Savior, SuidAkrA, Season's End and Rise to Addiction. The Darwin Stage also saw bands such as Cathedral and Soliloquy.

 

2006’s Bloodstock Open Air built on the success of the previous year and saw bands such as Stratovarius, Edguy, Rage, Bal-Sagoth, Atheist, Metal Church, Nocturnal Rites, Turisas and Ensiferum playing alongside each other. The crowd size had increased and the festival proved to be very popular amongst bands and fans alike.

 

Sadly 2006 saw the final (for now) Indoor festival take place and brought us the likes of My Dying Bride, Primal Fear, Brainstorm, Machine Men and many more. Fans were obviously upset by the departure of this, now, institution in UK metal but Bloodstock Open Air has always promised to be something special in any fan’s calendar.

 

2007 turned out to be a record breaking year for the Open Air festival with an extra day added and the biggest lineup in the festival’s history being secured. Testament headlined the Thursday night, with Lacuna Coil headlining Friday and In Flames the Saturday.

 

The website saw a major overhaul and promotion played an important factor. A new feature was added to the site, with unsigned bands being able to upload their videos allowing thousands of people to view them and vote for a 'winner'. The prize would enable the ‘winner’ to open the main stage on the Thursday evening. The winning band, Sight of Emptiness, flew out from Costa Rica and opened proceedings for BOA 2007.

 

Promotion in stores and in magazines / websites proved to be very important and having the wettest summer in over 50 years didn’t put off over 5 000 metal fans who braved the weather and went on to make last year’s outdoor festival the most successful yet.

 

2008 proved to be no exception with bands including: Nightwish, Týr, Opeth, Helloween, Soilwork, Swallow the Sun, Iced Earth, Dimmu Borgir and many more.

 

2009 was another great year for Bloodstock with performances from Amon Amarth, The Haunted, Moonspell, Satyricon, Arch Enemy and a whole host of others. The festival was closed by none other than Europe!

 

2010 marked the celebration of Bloodstock's 10th anniversary and it's gearing up to be the best yet! With performances from firm favourites Children of Bodom. Sonata Arctica, Opeth and Edguy the festival will play host to an array of artists including the Devin Townsend Project, Doro, Behemoth, Amorphis, Gorgoroth and plenty more. Friday the 13th sees the festival host a Friday 13th Fancy Dress... along with the introduction of the Bloodstock phone apps this year! Haven't got your ticket yet!? What are you waiting for?

 

Keep checking the official site for more information.

 

 

 

line up

 

2011

 

 

 

1349

Amaranthe

Angel Witch

Arthemis

At the Gates

Blake

Byfrost

Cerebral Bore

Coroner

Criminal

Deadly Circus Fire

Def Con One

The Defiled

Devin Townsend Project

Dripback

Exodus

Finntroll

Forbidden

Grave Digger

HammerFall

Hammer of the Gods

Hell

Hellish Outcast

Ihsahn

Imicus

Immortal

Kreator

Lawnmower Deth

Morbid Angel

Motörhead

Napalm Death

Nemhain

October File

Poisonblack

Power Quest

Primordial

Rhapsody of Fire

Romeo Must Die

The Rotted

Skeleton Witch

Survivors Zero

Tarot

Therion

Triptykon

W.A.S.P

Wintersun.

Wolf

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Previous bands by year

 

2010

Amorphis, Andromeda, Benediction, Black Spiders, Bloodbath, Bonded by Blood, Cannibal Corpse, Children of Bodom, Devin Townsend Project, Doro, Edguy, Ensiferum, Evile, Fear Factory, Gojira, Gorgoroth, Gwar, Holy Moses, Korpiklaani, Leaves' Eyes, Meshuggah, Obituary, Onslaught, Opeth, Powerwolf, The Prophecy, Rage, Ross the Boss, Snakebite, Sonata Arctica, Suffocation, Sylosis,Twisted Sister

 

 

2009

Abgott, Amon Amarth, Anathema, Anterior, Apocalyptica, Arch Enemy, Arthemis, Battlelore, Beholder, Blind Guardian, Blitzkrieg, Candlemass, Carcass, Celesty, Cradle of Filth, Darkness Dynamite, Edens Curse, Enslaved, Entombed, Die Apokalyptischen Reiter, Equilibrium, Europe, Girlschool, Godsized, The Haunted, Katatonia, Insomnium, Kreator, Malefice, Million Dollar Reload, Moonspell, Municipal Waste, The Rotted, Sabaton, Satyricon, Saxon, Sodom, Tribe, Turisas, Uncle Rotter, Wolf, Xerath

 

 

2008

 

Alestorm, Akercocke, As I Lay Dying, At the Gates, Cloudscape, Communic, Crowning Glory, Destruction. Dimmu Borgir, Eluveitie, Evile, Evil Scarecrow, Grand Magus, Heaven's Basement, Helloween, Iced Earth, Katklysm, Mob Rules, Moonsorrow, Napalm Death, Nightwish, Opeth, Overkill, Praying Mantis, Primal Fear, Rise to Remain, Saint Deamon, Soilwork, Soulfly, Swallow the Sun, Týr

 

 

2007

 

Arch Enemy, Benediction, Beyond All Reason, Dark Tranquility, Dream Evil, Epica, Exploder, Finntroll, Firewind, Freedom Call, Head On, In Flames, Kiuas, Korpiklaani, Lacuna Coil, Legion of the Damned, Memfis, Nevermore, Rise to Addiction, Sabbat, Scar Symmetry, Sight of Emptiness, Testament, Voodo Six, Wolf

 

 

 

2006 (BOA)

 

Ashtar, Atheist, Bal-Sagoth, Beyond All Reason, Callenish Circle, Deadeye, Deadweight, Edguy, Ensiferum, Evile, Headless Cross, Kingsize Blues, Kyrbgrinder, Metal Church, Nephwrack, Nocturnal Rites, Pitiful Reign, Pyramaze, Rage, Season's End, Sicfelt, Solice, Stratovarius, Turisas

 

 

 

2006 (Indoor)

 

Agankast, Awaken, Axel Rudi Pell, Beyond Afterlife, Brainstorm, Captive Audio, Deadfall, Deathstars, Died Smiling, Eden, Enemy Uknown, Illuminatus, Iziah, Machine Men, Mael Mordha, Majesty, Marshall Law, My Dying Bride, Omnium Gatherum, Onslaught, Primal Fear, Savage Circus, Spellblast, Steel Tormentor, Sworn Amongst, To-Mera, Tourettes Syndrome

 

 

 

2005 (BOA)

 

Breed77, Children of Bodom, Edguy, Evergrey, Fourwaykill, Gotthard, Humanity, Masterplan, Mostly Autumn, Panic Cell, Paradise Lost, Sebastian Bach

 

 

 

2005 (Indoor)

 

After Forever, Amon Amarth, Balance of Silence, Bob Catley, Cathedral, Conquest of Steel, Deliverance, Dreadnought, HammerFall, Iron Savior, Jesus Fix, Metalium, MFKTZ, Osmium, Projekt, Reckless Tide, Rise to Addiction, Season’s End, Soliliquy, StormWarrior, SuidAkrA, Warchild, Within Temptation, Zillah

 

 

 

2004

 

Balance of Power, Children of Bodom, Cruachan, Edenbridge, Evergrey, Fourwaykill, Gamma Ray, Gutworm, Humanity, Illuminatus, Infobia, Intense, Invey, Liquid Sky, Nowhere Near the Garden, Panic Cell, Primal Fear, Rezin 69, Season’s End, Seven Years Dead, Sinergy, Sonata Arctica, Super Massive Object, The Prophecy, Threshold

 

 

 

2003

 

5th Man Down, Bates Motel, Biomechanical, Blaze, Bumsnogger, Cruel Humanity, Dragonforce, Edguy, Fourwaykill, Illuminatus, Invey, Masterplan, Mercury Rain, Nightwish, Ninedenine, Paradise Lost, Power Quest, Saracen, Saxon, Waylander

 

 

 

2002

 

Bal-Sagoth, Balance of Power, Biomechanical, Blind Guardian, Diamond Head, Elvenking, Enemymaker, Freedom Call, Gamma Ray, Infobia, Primordial, Return to the Sabbat, Threshold, Twelvepointhead

 

 

 

2001

 

Area 54, Blaze, Bloodstream, Consumed, Dirty Deeds, Evoke, Freebase, Glenn Hughes, Occupational Hazzard, Orange Goblin, Primal Fear, Return to the Sabbat, Saxon, Shadows Keep, Skyclad, Underule

 

 

 

 

 

information

 

 

tickets

 

Tickets are now onsale here.

 

 

 

See below for general information which can be found here:

 

Opening Times

Age Restrictions

Proof of Age

ATM Machines

Cloakroom

Site Map

Lost and Found

Food and Drink

Camping

Barow Buddies

Campsite Info Hub

Samaritans

Toilets

Showers

Campervans / Caravans

Disabled Facilities

Parking

Litter

Recycling

Medical Welfare

Safety & Security

What to Bring

Do NOT Bring

Signing Tent

Phone Charging

Filming

Where to Stay

Useful Contacts

 

Travel Information

 

 

 

information about catton hall

 

Information regarding the location and travel directions to the venue can be found here.

 

 

Catton Hall is located at the centre of a triangle of towns, Lichfield, Burton on Trent and Tamworth. Each town is approximately 6 - 8 miles from the BOA venue so if you prefer not to camp at the festival site you can always stay in a hotel or B&B.

 

 

 

where to stay

 

Camping is available onsite. Alternatively you can find information regarding accommodation at the following sites:

 

Lichfield information

South Derbyshire information

Burton on Trent information

 

 

 

taxi information

 

Lichfield

Dial A Cab - 01543 255 155

City Cars (Midlands) Ltd - 01543 254 999

 

 

Burton on Trent

Seven Eleven Cars - 01283 711 800

New Street Taxis - 01283 515 544

Station Taxis - 01283 532 000

 

Tamworth

Bennett's Taxis - 01827 544 44

Tamworth Taxis - 01287 555 95

 

 

 

merchandise

 

You can purchase official Bloodstock merchandise at this location.

 

 

 

links

 

Official Bloodstock site

 

 

 

photos

 

 

Click on a photo to see the full set

 

2011

 

Sunday 14 August

 

 

Motörhead

 

Morbid Angel

 

 

 

At the Gates

 

 

 

HammerFall

 

 

 

Exodus

 

Napalm Death

 

 

 

Primordial

 

 

 

1349

 

Hell

 

 

 

 

Saturday 13 August

 

 

Immortal

 

Rhapsody of Fire

 

 

 

Therion

 

Wintersun

 

 

 

Ihsahn

 

Finntroll

 

 

 

Tarot

 

Grave Digger

 

 

 

Skeletonwitch

 

 

 

 

Friday 12 August

 

 

W.A.S.P.

 

 

 

Devin Townsend

 

Kreator

 

Coroner

 

 

 

Triptykon

 

 

 

Poisonblack

 

Forbidden

 

Wolf

 

 

 

The Defiled

 

 

 

 

2010

 

Sunday 15 August

 

 

Twisted Sister

 

 

 

Cannibal Corpse

 

 

 

Bloodbath

 

 

 

Gojira

 

 

 

Korpiklaani

 

 

 

Doro

 

 

 

Holy Moses

 

NeonFly

 

 

 

Saturday 14 August

 

 

Children of Bodom

 

 

 

Fear Factory

 

 

 

Devin Townsend

 

 

 

Amorphis

 

 

 

Obituary

 

 

 

Edguy

 

 

 

Onslaught

 

 

 

Evile

 

 

 

Leaves' Eyes

 

 

 

 

Friday 13 August

 

 

Opeth

 

 

 

Meshuggah

 

 

 

Sonata Arctica

 

 

 

Gorgoroth

 

 

 

Cathedral

 

 

 

Ensiferum

 

 

 

Rage

 

Ross the Boss

 

 

 

 

2009

 

Sunday 16 August

 

 

Europe

 

 

 

Satyricon

 

 

 

Amon Amarth

 

 

 

Moonspell

 

 

 

Turisas

 

 

 

Anathema

 

 

 

Equilibrium

 

 

 

Girlschool

 

 

 

Sabaton

 

 

 

 

Saturday 15 August

 

 

Cradle of Filth

 

 

 

Blind Guardian

 

 

 

Abgott

 

 

 

Arthemis

 

 

 

Apocalyptica

 

 

 

 

Celesty

 

 

 

 

Kreator

 

 

 

Enslaved

 

 

Candlemass

 

 

 

Entombed

 

 

 

The Haunted

 

 

 

Wolf

 

 

 

Battlelore

 

Uncle Rotter

 

 

 

Friday 14 August

 

 

Arch Enemy

 

 

 

Saxon

 

 

 

Sodom

 

 

 

Katatonia

 

 

 

Municipal Waste

 

 

 

Die Apokalyptischen Reiter

 

 

 

Insomnium

 

 

 

Million$Reload

 

 

 

Blitzkrieg

 

 

 

 

Thursday 13 August

 

 

Circus Insane

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2008 (BOA)

 

   
         
   
         
   
         
   
         
   
         
   
         
   

 

Opeth

         
   

 

Soulfly

         
 

 

Týr

   

 

 

 

2006 (BOA)

 

 

Edguy

   
         
   

 

Rage

         
   

 

Turisas

 

 

 

2006

 

   
         
   
         

 

 

2005 (BOA)

 

 

Breed77

   

 

Edguy
         
   
         
   
         
   

 

 

 

2005

 

   
         
   
         
   

 

 

 

2004

 

 

   

 

 

 

 

reviews

 

 

2011 - BOA

 

It’s the second weekend of August so that means it must be time for another Premiership football season – oh, and of course it’s the annual pilgrimage to Catton Hall to indulge in some alcohol and heavy metal in the middle of a field in Derbyshire courtesy of those folks at Bloodstock Towers (sic).

 

First up though an apology to all of the bands that played in the SOPHIE stage on the Thursday as I had just about got my tent up as the first one started and didn’t catch any of them as I was indulging in the social side of festivalling and catching up with friends I’d not seen for far too long! Apologies too to the majority of SOPHIE and New Blood stage bands this year as I barely saw any of them either – simply due to the large amount of Ronnie James Dio stage bands I wanted to catch (and having the professional courtesy to watch at least part of the set of even those mainstage bands I wasn’t too fussed on).

 

 

Friday

 

So, apologies over and done with, on with the reviews! First up were The Defiled and, well, to be polite they were a false start of the magnitude of Usain Bolt’s in the recent World Championship’s 100m final! It’s like someone’s taken all the worst aspects of the perennial heavy metal whipping boys – Nu-metal and Metalcore – and combined them into a single band. I’m sure they’ll appeal to some but certainly not me I’m afraid!

 

Next up though were Wolf, who I will admit that I’ve never really taken to on record, despite them being the riff-heavy kind of heavy / power metal that I actually like but they were massively enjoyable live. The odd sound problem aside – most notably the bass being so loud it completely overpowered everything else at points – the band’s mix of driving riffs and catchy choruses won the crowd over from the off with a singalong to K-141 Kursk being a notable highlight. I still remain to be convinced by their recorded work but I’d definitely make the effort to see the band live again.

 

Following Wolf were Forbidden, one of the great unsung heroes of the Bay Area thrash scene who should probably have been much bigger than they were but ‘fell down the cracks’ so to speak. It was great to hear songs off those classic first two albums live, the Omega Wave songs fitted in well. Vocalist Russ Anderson’s voice is still strong and powerful and, despite missing the odd high note, he proved himself an able frontman managing to whip up the first circle pits of many this Bloodstock during the set. As you may expect the biggest response was for set closer Chalice of Blood which is surely one of the all-time great heavy metal songs! A pleasure to see a classic band and hopefully they’ll grace our shores again sooner rather than later.

 

After a quick turnaround the next band on the Ronnie James Dio stage were Finland’s Poisonblack, probably best known for being the current band of ex-Sentenced frontman Ville Laihiala. I must admit that while Ville is a more than able frontman I did find Poisonblack’s material somewhat on the bland side with no real riffs or catchy hooks and I found my attention wandering a lot during their set. At times there is comparison to be made with latter day Sentenced material but where that band were both heavy and atmospheric Poisonblack aren’t really either and just fall between the “gothic” and “metal” stools and were a bit of a damp squib really.

 

Triptykon are also probably best known for the frontman’s former band – in this case Celtic Frost legend Tom G. Warrior. They’re also both battleship heavy and very atmospheric. Starting off with Celtic Frost favourite Procreation of the Wicked won over the masses assembled in front of the stage from the very start and Circle of the Tyrants saw a rain shower start as the opening chords were hit and stop as the song finished! The Triptykon songs played might have been seen as odd choices with Goetia and The Prolonging taking up roughly half an hour of their set time between them but the sheer power and atmosphere of the songs kept people interested and Tom looked overwhelmed the “Tom G. Warrior” chants during the set.

 

Following Triptykon were fellow Swiss technical-thrashers Coroner, a band whose first demo featured Tom G. Warrior, raising hopes of a guest appearance during today’s set. While that never happened Coroner did play an excellent set of well executed technical thrash showing just how musical thrash metal can be without losing its aggressive edge. They’re not a band that put on much of a ‘show’ but their music is more than interesting enough to hold people’s attention – and heavy enough to get a fair few heads banging as well!

 

Continuing the thrash metal on the mainstage was German legends Kreator. Now, in all honesty, Kreator’s setlists can be a bit predictable – and I’m sure anyone who has seen them before can guess the vast majority, if not all of the set Kreator played today. When they’re actually playing though it’s hard to argue with that setlist as the likes of Extreme Aggression, Flag of Hate and Pleasure to Kill are all classics in their own right and the sheer level of aggression in the performance is astonishing – particularly for a band of their vintage! Having said the band’s setlists can be a bit predictable, it was nice to hear Endless Pain getting a well deserved airing and the songs from the latest album Hordes of Chaos fitted right in alongside the classics. Kreator are another band I hope to see again soon live, and with any luck some more old favourites such as Under the Guillotine, Riot of Violence and Terror Zone might make it into the set alongside the established classics and newer songs.

 

It’s at this stage that I encountered that most horrible of festival problems – the band clash. While The Devin Townsend Project were next up on the mainstage I’ve seen them three times in the preceding twelve months so favoured seeing Lawnmower Deth, a band that due to many Spinal Tap-esque calamities, I’d never actually seen before on the SOPHIE stage. Now, I know that I could have actually seen twenty minutes or so of DTP before heading to see Lawnmower Deth but even cider fuelled rocking beasts like me need to eat sometime so I quickly grabbed some food before legging it to the SOPHIE tent – which by the looks of it spends most of the rest of the year as a circus big top! Lawnmower Deth are pure, undiluted fun and their set features a crowdsurf race (and a rant about some deathcore band or other that have stolen their idea for doing it), a man in a dress bouncing on (Satan’s big old) trampoline, starting an accidental feud with the aforementioned Devin Townsend and much more high-jinks in-between (and occasionally during) their short, sharp blasts of noise and it’s impossible to watch them without a big, silly grin on your face. Even the fact that Seventh Church of the Apocalyptic Lawnmower didn’t get played tonight didn’t spoil the show for me.

 

Moving back outside to watch the first headliner of the weekend, W.A.S.P., I must admit that they’re a band I’ve never had more than a passing interest in. Sure I know stuff like I Wanna Be Somebody and Wild Child but while I enjoy those songs they’ve never really given me the urge to check out their albums either. Having said that, despite not knowing most of their songs I really enjoyed the majority of the band’s set, with Wild Child being a big singalong favourite and a stand-out song from the whole weekend for me. By the end of the set things were beginning to get dragged out with overlong crowd singalongs and solo spots but while I’m still not likely to purchase a W.A.S.P. album (well, maybe a Best Of...) I’d definitely watch them again if given the chance and they were a, mostly, enjoyable end to the first night’s festivities.

 

 

Saturday

 

After shaking off the hangover cobwebs courtesy of Mr Teas’ quite splendid tea and a bacon butty from the Hall’s Dorset Smokery it was time for Skeletonwitch to open the main stag proceedings on Saturday and whilst I’d heard the band’s name bandied around I’d never actually heard their music. Playing a brand of blackened thrash not too dissimilar to Witchery, full of fast thrashy riffs just made for headbanging and the occasional blastbeat, they were a great way to start the day.

 

After Skeletonwitch came a band that I’ve always been somewhat confused by, the Scottish-obsessed Germans Grave Digger who take to the stage with an intro tape playing and a lone ‘piper’ dressed as the Grim Reaper walks out to take centre stage, until the rest of the band follow him and he promptly shuffles off behind his keyboards – a sight so ludicrous that even the now legendarily un-smiling onstage security guard seemed to be holding himself back from breaking into fits of laughter at! Musically Grave Digger have got some good speed-metal riffs and, for the most part, don’t try and cover them up with several layers of keyboards and pseudo-choral parts like some of their contemporaries do – their main problem for me is their singer has one of those voices that seems to be permanently out of tune and is always rushing to fit twice as many words into a line than actually fit there. Their fans seemed to lap them up but I remained as bemused by them as I always have been.

 

Following the confusing Germans was a band that, despite the fact that they’ve been around since the mid-1980’s, are still best known for being Nightwish bassist Marco Hietala’s ‘other’ band.  Tarot are another band that I’ve never really ‘got’, in large part due to Marco’s vocals; In Nightwish I think he really shines as a back-up vocalist and he really adds an extra dimension to that band and yet here, in his own band, I find his voice utterly grating as a lead vocalist and I found his long, rambling song intros far more entertaining than when they were playing music – perhaps they could book Marco as one of next year’s comedians?

 

Finntroll have a reputation as a happy-happy folk metal band, so it may have come as a bit of a surprise to some when they hit the stage with blastbeats, genuinely heavy guitar riffs and vocals that sound as if Vreth is intentionally trying to vomit up his own intestinal tract. Of course the happy folk melodies and jigs are all a part of Finntroll’s sound – but they aren’t quite as lightweight and fluffy as their reputation may suggest and there is a bit of an edge to their music too, something that sets them apart from most of their contemporaries in the somewhat overloaded folk metal scene (some would say bandwagon...) these days. The crowd reaction to Finntroll is immense, from windmill headbanging through their faster, heavier parts to jig-pits and even a spontaneous (and absolutely huge!) conga line forming during their bouncier songs – with, as you’d expect, Trollhammeren being the song that had seemingly the entire arena trying to dance ever more stupidly! The perfect festival band.

 

Following Finntroll was ex-Emperor frontman Ihsahn making his first UK festival appearance as a solo artist. Ihsahn now has three solo albums to his name and all of this 45 minute set was drawn from those with no nods back to his previous band – which, given the set length was probably a wise choice. The band aren’t as visually exciting as Finntroll, with noticeably less movement onstage – indeed it’s the heavily dreadlocked keyboardist who seems the most active, swinging his locks around during the heavier sections of the band’s music, but the performance is no less enjoyable. What’s nice to see is that while Ihsahn himself, obviously, takes centre stage there is a definite band vibe there and it’s not just “frontman + faceless session musos” up there. Ihsahn himself switches between clean and growled vocals with ease (and is ably backed up by the aforementioned keyboardist providing some great harmony vocals at times – and even taking the lead during Unhealer) and displays just how good a guitarist he is, switching between six and eight stringed variants depending on the song. The progressive nature of songs like Called by the Fire and set-closer Frozen Lakes on Mars may not have been to everyone’s taste but I thoroughly enjoyed the set.

 

Next up were Wintersun, a band who were booked to play this event last year but dropped out to concentrate on working on the band’s second album Time – an album that is rapidly becoming the Chinese Democracy of melodic Finnish metal!


The level of expectation regarding the band’s appearance was unreal, though having seen the band twice before and not being overly impressed with them my own expectation were probably somewhat lower than the majority of the rest of the crowd... perhaps this would be third time lucky and the band would finally ‘click’ with me? Sadly though it wasn’t to be and while those down the front went suitably bananas for them I was left resolutely unimpressed as all the guitar noodling seemed to blend into one with no riffs or melodies really standing out. I’m sure they were the Second Coming for some but personally I found them to be utterly bland once again – indeed I found the volley of “it’s about ‘time’” etc jokes from the crowd that greeted their opening chords to be far more entertaining than the band’s performance itself.

 

Therion were the next band to take the stage and, despite rumours of the band playing older stuff and a heavier set what we actually got was a fairly ballad heavy set. Therion are one of the bands who I feel can actually pull off the symphonic metal sound though and have a grasp of how to blend the two elements without losing the ‘metal edge’ and while their set choice was perhaps questionable for a festival crowd, perhaps in part leading to what was quite possibly the smallest crowd watching a mainstage band I’ve ever seen at Bloodstock, (and I definitely could’ve done without the horrendously tight leather jeans one male, ahem, member of the band decided to wear!) I thoroughly enjoyed the set, with the closing pair of To Mega Therion and The Rise of Sodom and Gomorrah being particularly good.

 

After Therion had finished I took my leave of the mainstage for just the second time this weekend, leaving Rhapsody of Fire to play what would turn out to be their final performance with Luca Turilli while I grabbed some food before watching NWOBHM legends Angel Witch on the Sophie stage. Angel Witch have really garnered themselves a cult status over recent years and by the time they take the stage the tent is packed with a mix of people from die-hard fans of the band to interested onlookers that have only ever heard the band’s self-titled anthem. The likes of White Witch and Angel of Death are classic heavy metal the way it should be - big riffs, great solos and a chorus that gets everyone singing along. As you might expect though it is set-closer Angel Witch that gets the biggest reaction with vocalist / keyboardist Kevin Haybourne looking overwhelmed as everyone in the tent sings the song’s chorus, unaccompanied, back to the band at such volume I swear the roof of the Sophie tent actually lifted! One of the sets of the day and no mistake – oh, and I suppose I should make the obligatory mention of Carcass / Firebird man Bill Steer being the band’s lead guitarist these days... so, yeah, he is.

 

Moving back out to the main Ronnie James Dio stage to see Saturday night headliners Immortal I picked my spot just in front of the mixing desk – and noticed that, somewhat fittingly, there was a full moon overhead. The stage lights cut to black and through the pyrotechnics and dry ice guitarist/vocalist Abbath and bassist Apollyon stride out playing the title track to current album All Shall Fall, backed ably by Horgh whose drumming provides a solid backbone for the riffs. Judging by the amount of corpse paint, bullet belts and black metal shirts on show around the campsite and arena today (and indeed the whole weekend) Immortal’s first UK show in nearly a decade was one of the most anticipated events of the weekend and everything from relatively newer songs like Sons of Northern Darkness and Damned In Black to old favourites like Blashyrkh (Mighty Ravendark) and Call of the Wintermoon are greeted with furious headbanging and people aping Abbath’s now legendary ‘crabwalk’ – with even a ‘crab pit’ spontaneously forming at one point!


If there is a problem with tonight’s set it’s the hideous noise that seems to be from a faulty guitar cable which is ever-present throughout the set – most evidently between songs which seems to be causing consternation to the band as well as large parts of the crowd. The fact that this doesn’t spoil the show is testament to Abbath’s ability as a frontman and, most importantly, just how many good songs they have.

 

At times the band do veer very close to self-parody but the band are more than aware of how they’re perceived by many and use this to their advantage by playing up to the larger-than-life image without resorting to full on “Carry On Immortal” style farce and interesting those who might otherwise not listen to their brand of icy black metal. I’ve definitely seen the band play better but judging by the amount of happy people drifting away from the arena after their set they proved themselves a worthy headline band.

 

 

Sunday

 

Sunday was kicked off by the very storied NWOBHM band Hell who finally managed to release their debut album this year, almost twenty years after originally being formed who play in front of quite possibly the largest crowd for any opening band I’ve ever seen at Bloodstock. To say the band are theatrical would be somewhat of an understatement with new vocalist David Bower apparently being an actor he literally performs every word, with expansive gestures, wild eyes and even a spot of self-flagellation at one point! All of this is backed up by some truly brilliant old school heavy metal with Kev (original band member and brother of vocalist David) and a certain Andy Sneap making quite the guitar duo. They started off with a large crowd anyway and the ranks only seemed to swell throughout the set, with live performances like these, a great ‘debut’ album and still many songs left to record from their demos look for Hell to really catch some attention in the forthcoming year.

 

Following a performance like Hell’s was always going to be tough and, if I’m honest I’m not really the greatest fan of 1349’s old-school high velocity, tremelo-picked black metal but today the sound was so appalling that the guitars were reduced to just a formless fuzz which was impossible to decipher any riffs through and they sounded like one long blastbeat. Disappointing.

 

Perversely it was sound problems, of a sort, that made Primordials set one that will go down in Bloodstock history for all the right reasons. Two songs into their set of distinctive black / folk metal vocalist Nemtheanga suddenly, and somewhat bizarrely, lost his voice. At first there was confusion both onstage and off, with lots of people wondering what was going on, was it part of the show or some eccentric joke or what? It soon became clear though that he really had lost his voice – and where some bands may have thrown a tantrum or walked offstage downhearted the band played the rest of their set with the audience singing the songs word-for-word loudly and proudly while Nemtheanga battled on at the front of the stage, working the crowd and occasionally trying to get at least a couple of lines in. Obviously Primordial would have preferred to be able to do their set properly but this was a unique set and they truly triumphed over adversity.

 

I’ve genuinely lost count of how many times I’ve seen Napalm Death over the years now but they’re never less than entertaining. In complete contrast to how 1349’s blast-beat heavy sound had been decimated earlier in the day Napalm’s riffs cut through and batter the eager crowd into submission. Whether it’s a new song or an old favourite the crowd never stop moving and at times it seems the entire area between the stage and the mixing desk is in perpetual motion – as is frontman Barney who still runs around the stage like some bizarre cross between a drunk dad at a wedding and a small child that’s had too many E numbers non-stop for the duration of the set, pausing only momentarily between songs to introduce them with either a rant, a joke – or more usually some combination of the two.

 

It’s hard to imagine a band more polar opposite musically to Napalm Death’s chaotic fury than HammerFall. Where Napalm death songs are violent bursts of noise with a message in their (often undecipherable) lyrics, the Swedes are purveyors of polished slabs of melody with big singalong choruses dealing with fantasy topics and the glory of metal. If there is a tie between the bands though it’s that they both have hyperactive frontman with a great line in stage banter – some of Joacim’s more memorable ones today include “stop! Hammertime!” (sadly not followed by any MC Hammer-esque dancing) and “I’ve got a big hammer in my pants right now” during Let the Hammer Fall. The songs from the somewhat poorly received new album work much better live – and who can resist changing the lyrics to Hearts on Fire to “Arse On Fire”?


Much like Immortal, HammerFall veer dangerously close to self-parody at points but they’re such good fun (and actually much more riff-heavy than a lot of their more ‘serious’ contemporaries in the power metal world) that it would be churlish not to enjoy them.

 

After what seems like an age Exodus finally take to the stage (something they later blame on HammerFall) but hit the ground running with a huge guitar sound. Opening with first two tracks off their latest album The Ballad of Leonard and Charles and Beyond the Pale they only have time for another four songs and we get three from their classic debut Bonded by Blood in this somewhat truncated set. During the show itself the band are as tight as you’d expect and vocalist Rob Dukes proves himself an able replacement for the legendary Steve ‘Zetro’ Souza both as a vocalist and a frontman. Although it’s disappointing they don’t have time to play crowd pleasers like Piranha and War Is My Shepherd who can argue with a finishing pair of Bonded by Blood and The Toxic Waltz?

 

A mere three years after At The Gates played the “last ever At The Gates song to be played in the UK” the band returned – and actually slightly lower down the bill this time, so in the sunshine this year. Kicking off with the title track to the Slaughter of the Soul album – complete with the traditional 90% of the audience trying to join in with the “GO!” at the start of the song and completely mis-timing it – it’s clear that the band mean business right from the start with the band sounding tight and powerful and vocalist Tomas Lindberg leading from the front. As you may expect a good deal of the set is based around Slaughter of the Soul numbers but we get at least one song from all the band’s other releases with Raped by the Light of Christ and Windows being particular highlights for me. Up until now Hell had stolen the show for me with their over-the-top theatrics really making them stand out but At The Gates were just as good for me, for the entirely opposite reason - their no-nonsense approach with Tomas screaming his lungs out from the front of the stage mixed with one of the best setlists all weekend as well as probably the best mainstage sound really made them stand out.

 

Under normal circumstances I would have been overjoyed that the next band up was Morbid Angel but I must admit I had a lot of trepidation after the, frankly, piss-poor recent album and how poorly received it’s been by the majority of the band’s fan base. The band kick off like they have something to prove though, which quite frankly they do, with a trio of classics in Immortal Rites, Fall From Grace and Rapture. It’s at this point the band start airing songs from that aforementioned new album, Existo Vulgore is the first one and is the best song on the album by a long margin and actually fits in quite well with what’s gone previously and Nevermore, although not a great song by any means, is passable. It’s I Am Morbid that is the real stinker here though, with its crap riff and throwaway shout along chorus it threatens to derail the whole set. Fortunately the band return to the classics straight after and the rest of the set is absolutely blinding, from the paciness of Chapel af Ghouls to the headbanging grooves of Where the Slime Live and God of Emptiness and a surprise airing of Angel of Disease the band turn in a spectacular performance full of energy and never miss a beat. Despite the dodgy middle section of the set Morbid Angel proved that, even touring a rubbish new album and without Pete “Commando” Sandoval behind the drum kit that they’re still a live force to be reckoned with.

 

Following Morbid Angel were possibly the biggest headliners any Bloodstock event has ever had, certainly the first ones where even when my friends and workmates who aren’t into metal asked “who’s playing this festival you’re going to then?” recognised the name of at the very least. Judging by the amount of Motörhead shirts around all weekend they were certainly one of the most anticipated bands of the festival too. It’s sad then to report that this was hardly the band’s finest hour. From the off it was obvious something wasn’t right with songs being played at half-speed (even given the band’s advancing years the likes of Iron Fist and Stay Clean were noticeably slower than I’ve ever heard them before) and Lemmy was slurring his vocals more than ever – and singing verses and choruses in the wrong order.


At one point Mikkey Dee disappeared from the stage (swiftly followed by Lemmy, with just a “back in a minute” comment... at which point the stage lights all went off). Even when they returned there was something off with the whole performance, not to mention that for the first time I can ever recall it was Phil Campbell doing most of the crowd interaction and not Lemmy – with them both talking over each other several times. By the time they leave the stage with the most half-arsed version of Ace of Spades – and without Overkill or Bomber being played – there was an awful lot of disgruntled people around the arena and the rumour mill was already rife. The band have since released a statement claiming illness but all I know is that nothing was mentioned from the stage during the performance, other than it was the band’s last festival of the summer, and that it was a damp squib of an ending to an otherwise fantastic festival.

 

Once again the Bloodstock organisers did us proud with a great set of bands - and we get to do it all again at the same time next year! See you all at the bar!!

 

 

by Neil Woodfin

 

 

 

2010 - BOA

 

Thursday

Driving down to towards Catton Hall through torrential rain on Thursday afternoon it seemed that Bloodstock’s 10th anniversary was going to be met with more than its fair share of heavy metal thunder (and some pretty impressive lightning as well!). Fortunately I managed to find a spell of about twenty minutes or so when it stopped raining to be able to get my tent up, have my first drinks of the weekend and settle into the festival groove.

 

Thursday night is the traditional pre-festival “party night” and this year we returned to having bands on in the new, much larger, SOPHIE stage (named in tribute to Sophie Lancaster) and it fell to previous Unsigned Stage alumni Hospital of Death to open proceedings bandwise this year. Musically they sit somewhere between the heavier ends of power metal and the more classic metal sounding thrash bands – Overkill, early Anthrax etc come to mind, with the lyrics having a more Lawnmower Deth-esque edge with big monsters and getting drunk being the order of the day It’s clear that a large amount of people in the rammed SOPHIE tent have seen the band before and they get a great reaction for their own songs as well as the closing cover of part of Iron Maiden’s Rime of the Ancient Mariner. Just a few hours in and we’ve already gotten the first great performance of the festival and if there’s any justice in the world it won’t be long before H.O.D. are seen on the big stage here.

The only other band on this Thursday night are “Welsh death metal bastards” Desecration and while they’re a band I should like they’re one that I’ve never really been able to get in to. The band play well and the assembled masses in front of the stage go suitable apeshit but no matter how many times I see the band (and I really have seen them a lot of times) their songs just don’t do it for me.

Having no interest in the various other entertainment offered that night by comedians and pole dancers I took the chance to catch up with various friends around the campsite over several drinks before retiring to bed before the festival kicked off properly.

 


Friday

Feeling somewhat sluggish from the night before I managed to miss both Snakebite and Black Spiders so the first band of the day I saw was the, rather cheesily named, Ross the Boss – the band of the former Manowar guitarist of the same name on the newly renamed Ronnie James Dio stage. Now, I’ll have to admit up front that I’ve never been a huge fan of Manowar, I do like some of their songs but for every one that I do enjoy there’s at least three which I can’t stand – even on their so-called “classic” albums... and yet I find myself enjoying this set greatly. Ross’ own songs are quite fun and they (complete with guest appearance from former Manowar drummer Scott Columbus) play through a selection of Manowar classics to great approval from the crowd, with Hail to England going over particularly well. They may have been, somewhat unfairly, described as “the LIDL Manowar” before they played by some but the band played a very entertaining set and indeed several people are heard to remark that Ross was better today than Manowar themselves had been at Hellfest and / or Metal Camp in recent years because instead of standing around talking about how metal they were and how much they loved heavy metal they actually got on with it and played some! It was just a pity that Scott Columbus’ fabled “drums of doom” sounded more like “drums of soggy cardboard”.

Following Ross was highly regarded German metallers Rage who, once again, are a band I’m not overly fond of, though in Rage’s case it’s not so much that I don’t like them but more that I find them immensely frustrating. Rage, you see, have one of the real great guitar talents in metal today with Victor Smolski in their ranks and yet they seem determined to drown him out with layer upon layer of cheap Casio sounding keyboards at every opportunity and every time a great speed metal riff or guitar hook raises its head it’s buried under cheap and nasty sounding pseudo-symphonic keyboards within thirty seconds. This wasn’t a poor performance by any means but if they’d backed off the keyboards a bit and let the riffs shine though they could have been one of the bands of the festival, as it is they were one of the most frustrating.

Next up on the main stage was Finnish folk-metallers Ensiferum, who are one of the few bands that I’ve actually walked out on before the end of their set because of how dull they were – and whose last album I wasn’t overly impressed by. Perhaps my lack of expectations worked in their favour though because, despite still not playing their most well known song Lai Lai Hei, I found myself really enjoying the majority of the band’s set today, though it does sag a little in the middle before the energy returns when the band play One More Magic Potion towards the end of the set. Not only did the new songs that did get an airing sound much better live but vocalist Petri Lindroos seems to have developed a bit of on-stage personality! In truth I still probably wouldn’t go out of my way to see the band again but they were much, much better than I’d been expecting and if they play close enough to me on their next tour then I might pop along on the evidence of this performance.

Next up was Cathedral, here as last minute replacements for Behemoth who were forced to pull out when frontman Nergal was diagnosed with leukaemia. Instead of simply replacing Behemoth, Sonata Arctica and Gorgoroth were both moved up the bill with Cathedral slotting into a mid-afternoon slot. Starting off with Vampire Sun and heading straight in to Utopian Blaster the band had the crowd in the palms of their hands from the off – and, quite frankly, seeing several thousand metalheads shouting “Huggy Bear, Oh Yeah!” really does have to be seen to be believed! A great setlist of groovy, riff heavy songs (with occasional subtle keyboard breaks – take note Rage!) and Lee’s enthusiastic dancing make Cathedral’s set one of the highlights of the fest with Hopkins (Witchfinder General) being one of the truly great show closers that sees a sea of happy, smiling faces depart from stage front to the bars after a glorious set of “disco” doom.

I must admit that I actually missed the start of Gorgoroth’s set due to needing to use the portaloos (and to review them, they were very clean this year) though what I heard seemed to be a bit of a non-event with the band sounding actively under-rehearsed and they appeared to only play for about twenty minutes before disappearing offstage never to return.

 

After a somewhat extended lay off between bands due to Gorgoroth finishing early Sonata Arctica finally hit the stage with an fifteen extra minutes due to them being moved up the bill because of Behemoth’s absence. Once again Sonata Arctica aren’t a band I’m overly fond of but their set seemed to be a bit of a damp squib for most people. Tony Kakko’s voice was strong but they had their fair share of sound problems, noticeably a distinct lack of volume, and their set seemed to be mostly comprised of newer material and I heard many people complaining about their choice of songs. As I’ve already said, Sonata aren’t really my cup of tea but when large sections of the band’s own fans are complaining about a performance then that’s surely not a good sign... and it does leave me wondering why the considerably better received Cathedral couldn’t simply have been slotted in above Sonata in Behemoth’s original place.

 

Following Sonata were highly-rated Swedish tech-metallers Meshuggah... who are yet another band who have never ‘clicked’ with me. Having never seen them live before I was hoping that I’d finally ‘get’ them and it would all fall into place for me... sadly though that wasn’t to be. The band were certainly brutally heavy and everyone in front of the stage was going mental but to me it sounded like they were playing the same chord over and over again over some very clever drumming – without an awful lot in the way of memorable songwriting going on.

 

Tonight’s headliners Opeth stepped in at the last minute after the sad death of Ronnie James Dio and, in complete contrast to their previous headline appearance at Bloodstock Open Air 2008 where they were a bit lacklustre tonight they were simply stunning. The band weren’t quite perfect and were clearly a little under-rehearsed with the lateness of their inclusion on the bill but where in 2008 they played perfectly but were a bit on the bland side here they made a few mistakes but created the atmosphere that the band’s music thrives on much more successfully. With a setlist taking in everything from the most recent album to the rarely aired classic The Moor and usual set closer Demon of the Fall the band were captivating from start to finish with frontman Mikael Åkerfeldt’s stage banter being as amusing as ever. The real highlight of their set though was a hugely emotional cover of Rainbow’s Catch the Rainbow with a guitarless Åkerfeldt admitting to being intimidated to be doing it because he “can’t really sing and I’m about to do something by one of the greatest singers of all time”. He needn’t have worried because not only did he, and the entire band, pull it off with aplomb but it was also a genuinely spine-tingling moment and one that I’m proud to have been there to witness.

 

 

Saturday

 

Once again mornings proved to not be my friend and I missed the first two mainstage bands of the day, Andromeda and Leaves Eyes. I did make it to the arena for my first visit of the weekend to the New Blood Stage (formerly the Unsigned Stage) in time to see Scottish “blood metallers” Achren though. I’d not seen the band in some five years but that gap and a change of bass player hasn’t dulled their ferocity one bit! Mixing elements of black, thrash and death metal together in a similar manner to the likes of Desaster and Necrophobic the band play tightly and give the kind of performance that would put some of their better known peers to shame, with any luck their appearance at Bloodstock will lead on to bigger and better things for them.

 

Heading out of the New Blood stage I catch the end of Evile’s set. Obviously Evile are a band that have dealt with their own tragedy recently with the death of bassist Mike Alexander last year but as entertaining as the band can be on their day I don’t think they’ve ever truly lived up to their hype and they failed to really engage me with the last ten minutes or so of their set.

 

Onslaught, however, are a band that I’ve never seen play a bad set. I’ve heard criticism of their performances on large stages from other people but today they were brilliant. With the first real burst of sunshine breaking through for their set, from the opening Killing Peace to the closing Onslaught (Power From Hell) the band are tight and powerful with vocalist Sy, whose voice would put most power metal singers to shame, stalking the stage getting people involved and the band look like just as home on the Ronnie James Dio stage as they do in the cluttered confines of the toilet circuit that the band normally find themselves playing in over here.

 

Following Onslaught’s performance was never going to be easy and today that job fell to Edguy, a band that I’ve seen no less than five times before – and have never made it past the third song before getting bored and walking away yet! Perhaps that doesn’t make me the best person to review them then but while I did make it to the end of the performance this time I’m still yet to “get” Edguy. I’m always told how much fun they are but aside from vocalist Tobias Sammet’s admittedly impressive voice I see little to recommend them, the songs are average at best and their performance was rather sloppy – not to mention that they were outdone in the “fun” stakes by both Hospital Of Death on Thursday night and Cathedral the previous day. The band’s own fans clearly lapped it up so maybe I’m just missing something, though I can’t imagine that after seeing the band six times and not finding “it” that I will now...

 

Another band I’ve seen many times is Floridian death metallers Obituary, I’ve never left before they finished a set before though – and nor did I today. Admittedly starting with the instrumental Redneck Stomp is a bit of a false start, not least because it’s at least two minutes too long but once the band, including ‘new’ bass player Terry Butler of Massacre, Death and Six Feet Under fame, hit their stride with On the Floor then it’s business as usual. Obituary are all about huge riffs and John Tardy’s inhuman vocals and they never fail to deliver with even the raft of sound problems the band have today, including John’s vocal mic cutting out completely at one point, not managing to derail them. Obituary are never going to wow you with technicality but there’s few better at delivering huge riffs to headbang like a demon to – and if anyone ever doubted the “singalong” ability of death metal then they’ve never heard several thousand people doing their best John Tardy impressions in unison!

 

Following Obituary were veteran Finns Amorphis, a band who are a bit of an odd one for me because I never seem to choose to listen to them all that often and yet when I do I always really enjoy them and think that I should listen to them more often. Strange. Starting their set with Silver Bride from their most recent album the band have garnered quite a crowd from the off with vocalist Tomi Joutsen swinging his absurdly long dreads around – and singing through a custom mic that appeared to be modelled on some sort of hairdryer! Though we got nothing from The Karelian Isthmus it was a nice surprise to get The Castaway from Tales From the Thousand Lakes in addition to the expected Black Winter Day and Against Widows is a personal favourite of mine that it was great to hear get an airing. I enjoyed their set immensely and yes I shall be endeavouring to listen to them more often from now on in. No, really.

 

After Amorphis’ set I went back to my campsite for a bit of a sitdown before The Devin Townsend Project (I’m getting old you see and can’t quite hack the pace of standing in the arena all day, every day any more) and this is where I need to have one of the few moans about the weekend. You see, when deciding to go back to the arena five minutes before Devin and his band were due to start I discovered that the queue to get back in the arena stretched most of the way back down the campsite, which led to me missing a good ten minutes or so of the set. From what I gather a large part of that time was taken up by Devin doing what was essentially a stand up routine due to some equipment failures but still, it’s something I would have preferred not to have missed. Lesser musicians may have faltered in the face of such adversities but once all the equipment problems were sorted and The Devin Townsend Project started with a couple of songs from the recent Ki album he was as entertaining as ever with the band playing brilliantly and Devin constantly posing and making jokes, at one point referring to himself as a “Canadian Animatronic Douchebag”. Personally the highlight for me was Life from the Ocean Machine album as it’s a personal favourite of mine but the whole set was entertaining. I’m sure both he and the band would have preferred not to have the problems they had at the start (which resulted in at least one song being dropped from the set) but it was a unique, entertaining show nevertheless.

 

Perhaps somewhat ironically it was Fear Factory that followed Devin today, a band whose current line-up includes the rhythm section of Strapping Young Lad. Fear Factory are one of those bands whose early work I love but lost favour with me, and many others, with a run of albums that were average at best in the late 90s and early 00s and several lacklustre live performances. Today though this ‘new’ line-up looks and sounds more energised than they have done in a good fifteen years with drum legend Gene Hoglan powering the band along in his trademark fashion. Burton C Bell’s growl is as powerful as ever and he proves himself still a capable frontman constantly working the crowd and even changing the lyrics to Powershifter to “Pandashifter” when noticing someone dressed in a full panda costume in the crowd! If there is a weak part of the set though it’s Burton’s “clean” voice which he audibly struggles with every time he attempts it and more often than not he’s painfully out of key. Even despite this it’s an enjoyable performance though and it’s nice to hear songs like Martyr and Self-Bias Resistor that were a big part of my teenage metal years being played live with a bit of “oomph” behind them again.

 

The task of finishing Saturday night off this year fell to Finns Children of Bodom, yet another band I was a huge fan of but have become increasingly disenchanted with... and yet another than won me back over with a surprisingly enjoyable performance.

 

After an intro track, presumably aimed at those who deride Alexi for his almost constant swearing onstage, which I’m fairly sure was actually all of the swearing from The Big Lebowski compressed down into a couple of minutes the band break into the title track of Follow the Reaper which is quickly followed up by Hate Crew Deathroll and Needled 24/7! As someone who has regularly criticised bands for only playing songs from their most recent couple of albums over recent years it was great to get a set full of songs like the aforementioned three, Angels Don’t Kill, Kissing the Shadows and Silent Night, Bodom Night. Admittedly we got nothing from the band’s debut Something Wild but it was still more of a trip through their back catalogue than many bands bother with these days.

 

Alexi was clearly as drunk onstage as ever and yet, while he still missed the odd note here and there, the band were nowhere near as sloppy as they have been the last few times I’ve seen them and the sense of fun from the stage clearly pervaded the crowd with lots of headbanging, singing along and air guitar and keyboards being played! In all honesty I wasn’t really looking forward to seeing Children of Bodom again but they actually ended up giving one of my favourite performances of the weekend.

 

 

Sunday

 

Despite a very heavy Saturday night I actually managed to drag myself up in time to see the first bands on Sunday morning, possibly in part because this was the only really sunny day of the festival and my tent was far too hot to stay in after about 8 in the morning! Even having dragged my carcass up so early I still managed to miss first mainstage band of the day Bonded by Blood though because I wanted to see highly rated British black metallers Old Corpse Road in the New Blood tent. The band lean much more to the more melodic/atmospheric side of the black metal spectrum and, despite quite a few sound problems, I was very impressed with the atmosphere the band managed to create at this time of the morning. They manage to pull off some pretty impressive four part harmony chanting at several points, though the “bluebells, bluebells” line was pretty surreal it was also one that me and my mates were singing even on the way home from the festival the following day! I wouldn’t say they’re the finished article yet but if you have any liking at all for the melodic, atmospheric side of black metal they’re definitely one to keep an eye on.

 

The real reason for me dragging myself up so early was death metal legends Suffocation’s ludicrously early set. Even barely after 11 in the morning, when even the band would usually be asleep according to vocalist Frank Mullen, the band manage to play as tightly and ferociously as ever hitting levels of intensity that many have tried to reach but few have ever managed. With just half an hour the band only manage a handful of songs but when those songs are as good as the likes of Thrones of Blood and the all-time classic Pierced From Within you’re always going to be on to a winner. As always, imposing vocalist Frank Mullen leads from the front, sticking his tongue out and doing his trademark “death chops” (AKA “that thing that Frank Mullen does with his hand” – search for the page on Facebook if you don’t understand what I mean) and stalking the stage like he’s looking for his next victim with the band locked into a tight, brutal groove behind him. The closing Infecting the Crypts garnered an impressive circle pit for the time of the morning and the size and reaction of the crowd gathered to see Suffocation showed that they deserved a longer set than a mere thirty minutes.

 

Following a Suffocation performance is a difficult task for anyone and as much as I like Holy Moses I don’t think they quite pulled it off today. The crowd was noticeably smaller than it had been for Suffocation and, despite the odd flurry of hair down the front, it was certainly a less active crowd as well. Not that the band don’t put the effort in of course, they play a tight set of some of their best known songs such as Master Of Disaster, Nothing For My Mum and Life’s Destroyer with frontwoman Sabina sounding, if anything, even more aggressive as she gets older but it all felt a bit flat after Suffocation. The set was also marred by some confusion at the end when it seemed the band had overrun their slot and were cut off, perhaps ironically, after End of Time without playing their usual set closer – a cover of the Dead Kennedys’ Too Drunk To F***.

 

After Holy Moses was a bit of a change of pace with the “Metal Queen” Doro Pesch who chose to play a set packed with songs from her old band Warlock. Though I’m not usually a fan of this kind of anthemic 80s rock she’s undoubtedly a great frontwoman and songs like Burning the Witches, Running From the Devil, the inevitable set closer All We Are and an excellent cover of Judas Priest’s Breaking the Law are very enjoyable in the heat of the early afternoon and get quite a few people (including myself) singing along.

 

Doro was followed by a band that have proven themselves to be the perfect festival band many times in the past and Korpiklaani don’t disappoint today. Playing a blend of upbeat folk music and fast, happy thrashy riffs that come across like Skyclad’s more upbeat moments mixed with Tankard, the band have people singing and jigging along to the likes of Wodka and Happy Little Boozer throughout their set. It was somewhat surprising that Wooden Pints didn’t get an airing but in all honesty no-one seemed to mind and the band appeared to be as happy as the crowd – with vocalist Jonne practically having to be hooked offstage at the end of the set such was his desire to tell everyone how much he loved them and how close Britain was to his heart and how they needed to come here even more often!

 

Almost as soon as Korpiklaani have finished the entire stage and everyone on it gets covered in all manner of plastic, binbags and as much ‘waterproof’ clothing as possible – not because of the weather but because of the imminent arrival of GWAR!

 

Before that though I headed back over to the New Blood tent to catch up and coming thrashers Mutant who played an entertaining set of high energy thrash. I’d heard a lot about this band beforehand but had never actually heard any of their music but on this evidence I’ll be checking them out a lot further since they’re certainly one of the better live performers of the “new wave of thrash” bands that I’ve seen.

 

Returning to the Dio stage to see GWAR, I’ll have to admit that I really don’t care for the band’s music and would never choose to listen to it at home but if there’s one band that you can enjoy without even knowing any of their music it’s GWAR because they’re all about the show! Dressed in utterly ludicrous monster / alien costumes and killing off everyone from Jesus / Hitler to the Nazi Pope – and coating anyone and everything near in multi-coloured fluids GWAR are nothing if not entertaining. While their pantomime schtick could get boring after you’ve seen it once it’s kept fresh by frontman Oderus Urungus’ hilariously over the top stage banter which takes in everything from not-so-sly digs against Lordi to promising to give out “free AIDS” after they’ve finished playing. Perhaps if I’d been sober I wouldn’t have enjoyed them nearly as much but half way through my fourth day of near constant drinking they were hilarious!

 

French metallers Gojira were an altogether more serious proposition than GWAR with their blend of old school Morbid Angel / Death esque riffing and Meshuggah influenced rhythms. That’s not to say that they weren’t fun in their own way though and it was surprising just how much the band moved around onstage without ever seeming to drop a beat! As I said there’s a clear Meshuggah influence in Gojira’s sound but in contrast to the Swedish band’s rather tedious set on Friday the Frenchmen have got interesting guitar parts going on over the top of the rhythmic madness to hold your attention with plenty of old school death metal grooves going on, added to some Cynic-esque jazziness which contrasts nicely with the brutality of the rest of their sound. Gojira prove themselves to be that rarest of things – a band that have been massively hyped that actually deserve the plaudits they’ve been given!

 

Following Gojira was the death metal ‘supergroup’ Bloodbath, making only their seventh ever live appearance and their first ever UK show. As most will know by now the band features members of both Opeth and Katatonia and were formed as a tribute to the old school death metal bands that the members of the band grew up with... which makes it somewhat ironic that Bloodbath are now bigger than most of those bands put together! As you may expect from a band that’s played live so infrequently the playing is a little on the sloppy side – but that’s no big deal with old school death metal to be honest, it’s meant to be a bit sloppy after all – but the band’s presence as a whole is strong and Mikael Åkerfeldt’s sarcy stage banter is probably even more suited to Bloodbath than Opeth. If the band do fall down anywhere it’s in their song choice with perhaps a few too many from the recent albums and the likes of Cry My Name and Brave New Hell being noticeably absent. Oddly it was Mock the Cross, a song that so blatantly rips off Morbid Angel’s Where the Slime Live that I’m surprised David Vincent and Trey Azagthoth don’t get co-writing credits for it, that garners one of the biggest reactions of the set along with the Dan Swanö penned set closer Eaten. Overall it was a good, solid set if not quite one that I was blown away by though.

 

After Bloodbath’s tribute to old-school death metal came one of the legendary names of American death metal Cannibal Corpse. Personally I felt there was something just a bit lacking from the band’s set at first, they were playing well enough but there was just a lack of ‘spark’ about the band. That is until George “Corpsegrinder” Fisher began to introduce I Will Kill You about a third of the way through the set telling the crowd in a tone so deadpan even legendarily curmudgeonly comedian Jack Dee would have been proud of it that they should try and keep up headbanging with him throughout the song – they’d fail but they could at least try – and from that moment on the band began to fire on all cylinders. The band even manage to throw a few curveballs at those of us who have derided them for being too predictable by dropping F***ed With a Knife and playing Scattered Remains, Splattered Brains from the band’s debut album – apparently the first song Cannibal Corpse ever played live. By the time the brutal one-two of the classic Hammer Smashed Face and Stripped, Raped and Strangled close the set what surely must be the biggest circle pit ever seen at a Bloodstock event was whirling around in front of the stage. They took a while to get going but once they did burst into life there was no stopping Cannibal Corpse and the second half of their set was superb.

 

As the final chords of Stripped, Raped and Strangled were ringing out I took a quick run to the SOPHIE stage to see the end of black metaller’s Winterfylleth’s set (and thus missing out on the announcement of Immortal as one of BOA 2011’s headliners!). I’ve seen Winterfylleth live several times before but this was by far the largest stage I’ve ever them play and it has to be said that they didn’t look out of place on it at all. I only managed to catch ten minutes or so but the band looked comfortable on the bigger stage and the general reaction of the crowd to their hymns of heathen pride and English tradition suggests that the band might well be destined for greater things.

 

Back out to the Ronnie James Dio stage, on the night that the “little man with the big voice” himself should have been up there with Heaven & Hell, it fell to Twisted Sister to stand in for a genuine legend of heavy metal – and by the end of the set I really couldn’t think of anyone else who would’ve made a better job of it! Let’s not get ahead of ourselves by jumping straight to the end though.

 

The band have ditched all the make-up and it’s now the music that takes centre stage – and the band more than proved that they have enough great songs to keep people entertained with a set full of all the obvious songs as well as songs that even non-fans might be surprised to realise that they know all the words to! Dee Snider gave a masterful performance, not only were his vocals as strong as ever but he worked the crowd brilliantly with some hilarious banter – and he also knew just when to take a back seat and let the rest of the band have their moment(s) in the spotlight.

 

It says something about how good a band’s performance is when I even enjoyed the dreaded drum solo, something that will usually send me straight to the bar! There were two noticeable highlights of the set for me though, firstly the extended version of I Want to Rock which came complete with a recreation of the “Donington Special” moment from when the band played Monsters of Rock in 1983 which apparently had an NME journalist from the time saying that despite hating the band it was a moment that would stay with her for the rest of her life – which was the crowd jumping in the air, fists raised all shouting “ROCK!” in unison. Yes it sounds cheesy and it probably was but, trust me, when you’re down at the front of a crowd is was a fantastic moment and, much like that NME journalist from twenty seven years ago, it’s a moment that will stay with me for the rest of my life. The other highlight was Twisted Sister’s own tribute to Ronnie James Dio, after an emotional intro speech from Dee the band played a truly stunning version of Rainbow’s Long Live Rock ‘N’ Roll and, in contrast to Opeth’s spine-tinglingly beautiful cover on Friday, this was a truly celebratory, upbeat version with everyone singing along in unison the way I’m sure Ronnie himself would have wanted it.

 

Though I’ve attended most Bloodstock events over the years I have missed a few but even without seeing all of them I feel justified in saying Twisted Sister are the best headliner that the festival has ever had – stretching all the way back to the days of the Indoor festival at Derby’s Assembly Rooms.

 

In conclusion then, in its 10th year Bloodstock managed to put together a brilliantly mixed bill and has proven itself to be the best metal festival in the country as far as I’m concerned – and with Immortal already confirmed for a U.K. exclusive performance at next year’s festival it looks set to go from strength to strength – here’s to the next ten years!

 

 

by Neil Woodfin

 

 

 

2009 - BOA

 

This is a compilation of reviews by Neil Woodfin and Lynn Wyeth. Please bear that in mind while reading through it!


Friday

OK, I feel I should admit up front that I got mixed up with which band was opening the main stage and when I should’ve been watching Blitzkrieg I thought Million Dollar Reload were on and wasn’t in the arena at the time. Although I’m not a great fan of Blitzkrieg’s recorded work I’d actually been looking forward to them as their kind of straight forward NWOBHM usually comes across much better live so I was quite disappointed to have missed them, maybe next time. (NW)

Million Dollar Reload is second up on the main stage. Singer Phil immediately looks the part as a tattooed shaded rock star with spiky jet black hair. Guitarist BAM with flowing coloured ginger, black and red locks and Andy Mac with cowboy hat helps make them look like a band with rock credentials. The singer and both guitarists made good use of the stage, running from side to side and working all sections of the relatively large crowd for this time on a Friday. Phil has a friendly rapport with the crowd in his broad Northern Ireland accent, and shows they don’t take themselves too seriously, joking with the audience about the real metal coming up and telling them not to be afraid to sing along if their friends tell them it’s pussy rock. Some tracks are reminiscent of Guns n Roses, and his very strong vocals do at times sound like Axl Rose, or an ACDC style. Million Dollar Reload warmed up the Bloodstock early birds well with some ballsy catchy rock. (LW)

All this means that the first band I checked out was Finnish melodic death band Insomnium, a band I’ve been a fan of since their debut In The Halls Of Awaiting came out in 2002. At first the band struggled with a pretty poor sound but once that was sorted out the band hit their stride properly and while the band occasionally looked a little lost on the big stage it was an enjoyable performance of slightly introspective Dark Tranquillity-esque melodic death and I look forward to their forthcoming UK tour with fellow Finns Swallow the Sun and Omnium Gatherum. (NW)

After Insomnium’s slightly downbeat take on melodic death it was up to German “party metal” band Die Apokalyptischen Reiter to bring the party in their inimitable style – and bring the party they most certainly did! They’re not a band I’d choose to listen to at home an awful lot but on a festival stage their almost indescribable blend of just about every metal sub-genre under the sun combined with their stageshow of gimps and getting a crowd member onstage to go crowdsurfing in an inflatable rubber dinghy makes perfect sense and their rendition of Es Wird Schlimmer was a definite highlight of the festival. (NW)

After D.A.R.’s highly entertaining set comes Municipal Waste who have been described as “the ultimate party band”. Despite the band practically living over here in recent years I’ve never actually managed to see them before and with their reputation I had high expectations from their performance... but I ended up being somewhat underwhelmed. Admittedly the band give an energetic performance but the whole act, including an attempt to get the world record for the “most crowdsurfers ever” just felt a bit forced and the band’s songs just come across as a third-rate D.R.I. Perhaps the hyping the band receive about their live performances worked against them as this certainly wasn’t a terrible performance but I couldn’t help but be underwhelmed and I can’t see myself going out of my way to see the band again. (NW)

It was soon time for melancholy Swedes Katatonia, a band I’m actually a great fan of but today the band seemed a little off the boil. The band weren’t bad by any means but they completely failed to create any of the kind of atmosphere that their music demands and it all felt a little by-the-numbers and passed me by a little, I suspect that they may have come over better in a later slot with the benefit of darkness and a full light show rather than in the blazing sunshine that they did play in. (NW)

After Katatonia’s rather underwhelming set it was down to legendary German thrashers Sodom, playing their first UK gig in TWENTY years to pick the pace up again – and pick the pace up they most certainly did! Even battling against a truly diabolical sound for the majority of their set the Germans play a blinder with even the ill advised cover of Surfin’ Bird raising a smile today. Hopefully now that the band have finally returned to our shores we’ll get some headline dates sooner or later – or even a tour featuring Sodom, Destruction and Kreator (well, I can dream can’t I!). (NW)

The crowd in front of the main stage were waiting expectantly for the next act, and as the intro started so did the chants of ‘Saxon…Saxon.’ Front man Biff Byford, contrary to popular belief, is only 58 and not 103 years old. Along with guitarist Paul Quinn, he has been the backbone of the legendary Saxon for 30 years. Opening with Battalions of Steel, Saxon immediately showed that they’re nowhere near their sell past date though, with Byford’s long blonde hair, slightly greying at the temples, blowing in the wind. “We’re gonna play some British heavy metal for you” announced Byford to great cheers and they launched into the classic Heavy Metal Thunder, followed by a track from the new album, Into the Labyrinth, called Demons Sweeney Todd demonstrating they’ve not lost their creativity and ability to write classic NWOBHM rock classics. Byford has a healthy rapport with the crowd… because he’s still one of us. He got a cheer when commenting on Metal Hammer now selling more copies than Kerrang! Magazine. Talking about their 30th anniversary, he joked that there had only been two wives and a few girlfriends in that time, before they went into another classic, 747 (Strangers in the Night). He’s like an old familiar relative that’s always been there in your life somewhere, and Saxon can still put on a great live show. The crowd loved it, and playing the “safe” festival set won over many people who hadn’t seen them before. (LW)

Swedish melodic death metallers Arch Enemy come complete with a drop dead gorgeous blonde female singer in Angela Gossow. If you were expecting your traditional female fronted metal singer in the Evanescence vein, think again. Gossow is death metal. She growls and roars like any man in this genre, and if you didn’t know it was a girl and shut your eyes you would never ever believe it. People looked on in disbelief, asking if there are effects on the vocals as she blew people away with her guttural vocals. It’s different and startling and puts Arch Enemy immediately ahead of other contenders in their genre for originality and the ‘wow’ factor. A multitude of flags from various countries and counties were waved as the crowd went ballistic to Arch Enemy’s stunning and intricate melodic metal. Surprisingly impressive. (LW)

Since I started off my reviews for today with an admission I should probably end with one, that being that my indulging in the... err... festivities of the festival began to catch up with me (to say the least) by the time Carcass played so their set is somewhat sketchy to me. From what I remember though the band played a set based around crowd favourites such as Heartwork and Corporeal Jigsore Quandary, Jeff Walker’s banter was as sarcy as ever and original drummer Ken Owen’s drum solo was better than he’d managed when I saw the band at both Wacken and Damnation last year. (NW)


Saturday

It’s 10.30 in the morning but the Bloodstock faithful already waiting in front of the main stage are about to be woken up with a possible treat. Winners of the unsigned band competition, Uncle Rotter, get to play the main stage, albeit only four songs. But it’s enough to make an impression! Uncle Rotter is, and I quote, “gothic glam thuggish cartoon disco metal”. Complete with rubber and leather masks, German army helmets, a blood covered Dr, and a male guitarist with mini skirt and bright red tights, they’re certainly visually interesting. With titles like Fist Your Sister, Don’t Smoke Crack, Snort it From Your Dead Mum’s Pussy Instead and Fit Goth Chicks on the End of Your Dick I think you may get the idea of what Uncle Rotter is all about. It is catchy tongue-in-cheek sing-a-long metal, and even manages to steal a bit of Abba’s ‘Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight’ in places. It’s not politically correct but it is rather entertaining in a puerile way, and they put a smile on the crowd’s face. A good fun opening act, that can also really play, to get day two of Bloodstock kicked off. (LW)

The swords were already being waved on the front row and battle metal Finns Battlelore are on the main stage next, covered in Turisas-style black and red war paint. The Finns take the Bloodstock crowd through battles in the fields of Rohan and finally to the deepest dungeons of Moria during their trip to Middle Earth. Alas they have to take them initially without vocals from Kaisa Jouhki. There are many things that upset me in life… War, paedophilia, Mariah Carey. Another is sending a band on stage with a mic that doesn’t work. How sodding hard is it? It’s painful watching, as poor Kaisa obviously has no idea no-one can hear a damn word she’s singing for the whole of the first song. Things don’t really improve even when it does come on, with the male vocals of Tomi Mykkänen then being a little lost and the poor sound of the whole set rather distracting from the pleasant battle metal the Finns are trying to woo us with. Still, the crowd are up for it, waving their swords and hey hey-ing along with tracks such as the 3rd immorta’ and We Are the Legions, agreeing with singer Mykkänen that for House of Heroes it was time to take some breath… and some beers of course. Typical Finns… (LW)

Next up was some Swedish power metal from Wolf. Niklas ‘Viper’ Stalvind, Johannes ‘Axe’ Losback, Andres ‘Tornado’ Moff and Richard ‘Raptor’ Holmgren, sound like they should be on Gladiators, and were certainly “Gladiators… ready!” for Bloodstock, hitting the stage with their flying Vs and energy. Running from side to side and posing for the photographers, they came as across as loving what they do as they blitzed the enthusiastic and appreciative wolf-howling crowd with classic heavy power metal. (LW)

After shaking off the morning’s hangover demons the first band of the day for me was The Haunted, a band who I absolutely loved when I first heard the demo of their song Undead on an Earache compilation CD way back in 1997 but who I’ve become increasingly disenchanted with since the return of original vocalist Peter Dolving. Now I will admit upfront that I didn’t even recognise most of the songs aired today, aside from closing number Dark Intentions/Bury Your Dead (the band didn’t even play probably their most popular song in D.O.A.) as they stuck largely to the more recent albums but the band’s performance itself was very sloppy and Dolving should just have his microphone switched off between songs because of the amount of crap he spouts when not singing. Probably one of the worst sets I’ve ever seen at Bloodstock and it’s hard to believe that 2 members of this band were part of the At The Gates line-up that veritably laid waste to the same festival just last year. (NW)

Fellow Swedes Entombed followed The Haunted and, though nothing was aired from their classic first two albums, managed to provide one of the best sets of the festival. The band play with a sense of aggression and groove that would have made them one of the best bands on show today anyway but combined with the boundless energy and enthusiasm of LG Petrov upfront who never seems to stop moving and getting the crowd going then Entombed are unstoppable. Hopefully their forthcoming tour with Amon Amarth will push them to finally get the attention they so richly deserve in this country. (NW)

Completing a trio of Swedish bands this afternoon is Candlemass whose classic doom very nearly steals the show today. Their mixture of monolithic riffs and Robert Lowe’s classic metal voice is perfect for Bloodstock and the intro of signature track Solitude is perhaps even more spine-chilling in the open air than when I last saw the band in Leeds Rio’s and is a definite festival highlight. Choosing to end their set with a cover of Rainbow’s Kill the King seemed a little odd at the time but, in retrospect, finishing with a British hard rock/heavy metal classic at Britain’s biggest independent rock/metal festival was a perfect ending to a fine set. (NW)

Following Candlemass was always going to be a difficult job but Enslaved provided a nice change of pace with their increasingly Pink Floyd inspired Viking black metal. The band’s performance is flawless combining aggression with a grandiosity many bands would kill for with the multi-part vocal harmonies working particularly well today. The only possible complaint could be that nothing older than As Fire Swept Clean the Earth from the Below the Lights album was aired today but when you have songs as good as Ground and Isa in your set then that’s a minor niggle. (NW)

After Enslaved’s more progressive tendencies it was time to get back to basics a bit with Kreator’s hell for leather thrash attack. Yes their setlist is as predictable as ever but the whole band manage to sound just as fresh and vital as ever and songs like Extreme Aggression and Flag of Hate (introduced by Mille holding a literal ‘Flag of Hate” onstage) are purpose made for headbanging and causing general pit chaos. As good as the band’s performance is it’s Mille’s hilariously over the top stage banter that makes this a performance rather than just a band playing songs and makes it even more memorable. Personally I’d like to hear a few less obvious songs in the band’s set but at a festival a “greatest hits” set was probably the best way to go, I’ll just have to hope that the likes of Storming With Menace, Ripping Corpse and Riot of Violence get dragged out for their next headlining shows. (NW)

The epic orchestral strains started for Finnish power metallers Celesty and unfortunately we were not quite sure what the mixing guy in the Sophie Lancaster Stage was doing as a cacophony of noise erupts. The sudden illness of keyboard player Juha Mäenpää has meant that more backing tapes have had to be used, and Antti Railio’s vocals are initially lost in the too loud tapes. The sound guy battled with it for a couple of songs before it sounded more like the Celesty we know and love. The tent had rapidly filled up by this point and there was soon a huge crowd all hey hey-ing along to tracks from the latest album Vendetta, listening to the soaring and wonderfully strong vocals from Railio. Humble and cheerful, the Finns get the crowd to chant Juha’s name, joking that the crowd’s Finnish was better than their English, and then getting everyone to chant ‘hattarasateenkaari’ – cotton candy rainbow. Very metal. We’re treated to the epic Like Warriors for the first time live, and the glorious Fading Away with key changes and power grabs galore topped off a fine performance, their first outside of Finland. On this storming performance surely they’ll have to be back soon to do their own shows? It would be a travesty if they didn’t. (LW)


Apocalyptica probably need no introduction to readers of MusicXtra. The Finnish cellists are still on their World’s Collide tour, albeit the last few shows, so the usual skull thrones were on stage as we witnessed a pretty normal set. Slightly slow to warm up, they then soon worked it hard, Paavo Lötjönen running around getting the crowd going. We left the Finns doing what they do well, hair swirling and cellos waving in the air, and ran over to the Sophie Lancaster stage. (LW)

On there the Italian rockers Arthemis had probably managed to get the unluckiest time slot all day. The entirety of their set clashed with Apocalyptica, so the turn out for them was perhaps a little disappointing. But for those of us that did go over to see them, we were treated to one of the bands of the weekend, and front man Alessio Garavello’s last show with the band. It was perfectly executed classic heavy metal, with flying V’s belting out classic riffs. (LW)

Back on the main stage Apocalyptica were still playing when we returned. Perttu Kivilaakso, complete with new Lord of the Rings tattoo on his back that he’d had done earlier that day, was shirtless by now and they were well into their stride, as they played through old hits like Bittersweet, tracks from the World’s Collide album and of course their trademark Metallica covers. Lots of them. Which was probably a good festival move in front of these metalheads that have never seen the cellists before as it’s a pretty safe introduction to the band. They finished off with a rather bizarre Yellow Submarine refrain. They went down a storm and won over many new fans. (LW)

Without taking breath we ran back over to the Sophie Lancaster stage to catch a few songs of Abgott. “This’ll be the closest thing to black metal all weekend if the video I saw of them is anything to go by” says a punter next to me. As they started their set he was soon nodding along in acceptance and indicating to his mates outside the tent to come in and watch. Abgott’s white faces with black make-up was perfectly suited to their black metal tunes which are technically quite superb, and sometimes rather unconventional. The visually entertaining and confident vocalist Agamoth is one those boys that are really rather attractive because they’re so bad…and he gets the moshing crowd on side easily as the band showcased tracks from the new Godfather in Black album. A brutal assault. (LW)

Bloodstock seemed determined to keep me fit for these few hours and it was another run back to the main stage for Blind Guardian. Ah, Blind Guardian. Now some may mock, but let’s be honest. Blind Guardian are actually the guilty pleasure of many this weekend. Within minutes thousands of people are jigging along to the slightly folky and very catchy sounds that the Germans have brought to Bloodstock Open Air this year. The many flags flying in the crowd are bobbing along as the feel good factor has arrived. Ok, so they’re probably not metal as we’d normally define it, they’d probably fit more with the genre of folk metal like Korpiklaani, but never the less the place is soon happily singing along to Another Holy War and you have to give it to them… they’re tight and professional and very enjoyable. They seemed pleasantly surprised at the size of the enthusiastic crowd that could sing along with the songs, and the crowd seemed surprised that they were actually enjoying it so much themselves! Happy faces all round and a really surprisingly good set. (LW)

It’s amazing how quickly a mood can change though. One minute we’re jigging in the sun, all relaxed and cheerful, singing along to tales of middle earth, the next we’re grumpily awaiting an overdue Cradle of Filth in the dark, with a tense atmosphere. Someone held a t-shirt on the front row that said ‘Dani Filth is a c*nt’. They eventually came on, and the hail of bottles started. Here’s an over-used phrase but one that’s still very true: Cradle really do polarise opinion. As they finished the first song, the boo’s rang out as loud as the cheers from the front rows. I know they’ve done a lot for British metal and I know they play really tightly. Some of the music is excellent and I desperately want to like the whole package, but sometimes I just struggle with Dani’s use of his vocals, especially the higher pitched parts. The people hurling missiles at the band appeared to agree with me. Hit single Nympetamine was played early on in the set, and at least Sarah Deva Jezebel’s female vocals were loud and clear and tuneful. But is this really one of the best acts in British metal and worthy of a headline slot? The audience, as ever, were split on that question. Despite my personal confusion over Cradle however, I can’t condone the missile throwing. If you don’t like a band, don’t watch them. Take your miserable arse back to the campsite for a few beers with your mates, and don’t spoil it for those that do want to watch this drivel / act of genius (delete as applicable depending on whether you love / hate CoF). There were kids and people in wheelchairs at risk of getting badly hurt as well as the band. But the throwing continued and the inevitable happened. Guitarist Paul Allender took a direct hit with a huge gobstopper and had to be stretchered off, bringing the show to an abrupt and early close before the encore. (LW)


Sunday

Sunday was by far the weakest day of the festival for me and in all honesty there was nothing to interest me on the Main Stage for the greater part of the early afternoon which, sadly, included opening band Beholder. They weren’t a bad band by any means but personally I found them a tad bland and struggled to remember any of their set even just a few hours later. Sorry, just not my thing I guess. (NW)

The strains of Sabaton drifted backstage and unable to resist the hooks and melodies we went out front to see what was one of the performances of the weekend. Complete in matching black and grey camouflage army pants, the Swedes blasted the Bloodstock crowd with a brand of catchy battle death metal. Vocalist Joakim Brodén, in body armour and mirror shades, power grabbed for Sweden, but showed a humble sense of humour too, introducing V for Victoria for those Brits who fought at D Day “whilst the Swedes were staying at home pissing their pants”. The whole crowd sang Cliffs of Gallipoli to the band. Even all the Bloodstock crew were air guitaring at the side of the stage to final song Metal Machine. The Sabaton chants rang loud as the band took a thoroughly well deserved bow. Without doubt they should have been further up the bill and on for longer; a fantastic set, and one of the bands of the weekend for me. (LW)

There hadn’t been many women on stage at Bloodstock this year. Those that were had usually been keyboard players or doing a bit of wailing. Girlschool are still flying the flag for women who rock however, 30 years after they first started. They still scrub up well, blonde, black and burgundy hair alongside their leather pants, spandex and flying V guitars. They showed the Bloodstock crowd that they could still hack it, especially when they did a rocking version of Race with the Devil. (LW)

Equilibrium took to the main stage and people sat up. Singer Helge Stang immediately made an impression, looking like a Norse god with incredibly blonde long hair flowing over his lengthy naked torso. Their catchy but hard-edged slightly folk-style symphonic black metal soon won over a relatively large crowd and it was a very impressive UK debut. (LW)

Anyway, the first band of any real interest to me today was Anathema, a band who some people had questioned the inclusion of Anathema beforehand since the band have long since outgrown their metal roots but the band’s infectiously enthusiastic performance (complete with stand-in drummer Nick Barker) made them one of the bands of the weekend with one of the best reactions from the crowd. From singalongs to Forever Fragile and Deep to the frankly awestruck dropping of jaws at female vocalist Lee Douglas’ stunning voice during A Natural Disaster to some good old fashioned headbanging to classics Sleepless and A Dying Wish (played back-to-back here) and the closing cover of Phantom of the Opera the band paced their set perfectly and seemed to win over any who may have doubted them beforehand. Here’s hoping we’ll finally see that long-awaited new album sooner rather than later. (NW)

The whole of Bloodstock on the Sunday seemed to have gone battle metal crazy. There was war paint everywhere you looked, and the atmosphere built and built in the run up to the Finns that basically have the honour of naming this genre of music… Turisas. Two and a half years ago Turisas launched their album The Varangian Way in the UK. This show was to be the last gig on the long worldwide tour that they’ve done to promote it, and as a huge fan it was pretty emotional watching this particular set, which I have loved, for the last time. The war paint seems to have got brighter and shinier, the fur costumes larger, and the band more confident and experienced. The usual pantomime style game with the awesome cover of Rasputin saw violinist Olli Vänskä leading one half of the audience against the beautifully pretty accordion player Netta Skog, who was in charge of the other half of the audience. Warlord Nygård, made sure he had plenty of beer throughout the set and was chatty between songs. Thousands of painted faces needed little encouragement and chanted along whilst fans wearing fur shorts and waving swords came over the front barrier on inflatable castles and in tents! A beautifully executed Miklagard Overture saw the crowd belting out the final track on the album to close an era of the band’s life and saw the Finns say goodbye until the new album in 2010. A brilliant bow out. (LW)

Moonspell could easily have suffered the same fate as Katatonia and not managed to transfer their atmospherics to the outdoor stage in blazing sunshine but the Portugese band fare much better in this respect. Perhaps it’s because the band concentrate largely on their heavier, more direct material or maybe it’s because vocalist Fernando Ribeiro has such a commanding stage presence and works the crowd very well but the band deliver a powerful performance with the only possible complaint being, as with many bands this weekend, that the setlist was drawn largely from the two most recent albums. (NW)

Amon Amarth are the band I’ve seen live more than any other and they’re a band I’ve not tired of seeing yet. Although personally I’d prefer them to play a few more older songs (nothing at all from The Crusher or The Avenger albums is aired today) their relentless groove and Johan Hegg’s ability to work a crowd means that they’re never less than entertaining. Songs like With Oden on Our Side, Asator, Death in Fire and the glorious Victorious March all get huge reactions from the audience but it’s Mr Hegg’s attempts to get people to sing along to Pursuit of Vikings imploring even those who don’t know the words to sing along because “it’s death metal, no-one will know the difference anyway” that raises the biggest smile from this reviewer. (NW)

During Amon Amarth poor old Darkness Dynamite had the worst slot of the festival over on the Sophie Lancaster stage. Clashing with Amon Amarth was pretty disastrous for them as it meant a rather small audience for the French metalcore band. But they didn’t let it stop them launching a blistering set regardless, pulling in passing people and more than trebling the crowd by the end of their set. Darkness Dynamite were more vicious than your usual metalcore, much darker, thrashier and heavier in places, but they combined it well with surprisingly catchy and accessible melodies, performed cleanly and perfectly by great front man Junior Rodriguez. One of the shit hot performances of the festival and a total shame not more people saw them. (LW)

Following Amon Amarth is never an easy task but it’s one that Satyricon did their best to rise to. Satyr has become the consummate frontman in recent years and the band play as well and tightly as you’d expect from a band that has spent so much time touring of late and don’t show the slightest hint of being burnt out. Despite the quality of the band’s performance I still found myself bored by the majority of the band’s set though simply because the vast majority of it was made up from the last two albums and no matter how much effort the band themselves put into playing them I still found those songs to be as utterly tedious in their live versions as they are on record. With a more varied setlist this could have been one of the sets of the festival, as it was though I was incredibly bored until the encore with the Venom-esque groove of Fuel for Hatred making an appearance but, as ever, it was the truly majestic Mother North that the band closed their set with that made persevering with the rest of their set worthwhile – a true highlight of the festival, indeed probably one of the best songs aired at any Bloodstock ever. and, since I had no intention of watching Europe (and a lot more respect for the fans of that band who wanted to enjoy them than the complete scumbags who chose to ruin the previous night’s Cradle of Filth performance had), it was a brilliant way to end the live music for me this year. (NW)

Meanwhile Eden’s Curse was over on the Sophie Lancaster stage as Satyricon finished and pulled a good and enthusiastic crowd. Some of their critics have suggested they’re a band of old men… for old men. Not on this showing, they weren’t. The crowd were a mix of people and ages, the front rows enthusiastically punching the air from the first chords, as the band delivered their brand of melodic rock. The anthemic Masquerade Ball had a huge swathe of the crowd singing along. Eden’s Curse had hooks and they had riffs. They have a confident and outspoken front man in Michael Eden, and fantastic song writing by bassist Paul Logue. Eden’s Curse’s experienced and accomplished musicianship shone through during this performance of classic catchy hard rock. (LW)

And so onto this year’s closing act, the legendary Europe. There was horror on the Bloodstock forum from many when they were announced. There were many protestations that the getting-on-a-bit now Swedes were not metal. But like Whitesnake & Def Leppard at Donington this year, it worked brilliantly. The band were a pleasure to work with backstage, Joey Tempest and Dani Filth hugging tightly was a sight to behold. (Special mention does go to Dani Filth for being on site all day on the Sunday despite what had happened the night before, smiling and being a top bloke all day) 10,000 people were waiting expectantly for the starting ‘do do doo doo…do do do doo doooo’ of the Final Countdown and a huge end of festival sing-a-long of the classic track that absolutely everyone knows (and, I would bet, secretly loves). The band put on a wonderful professional show. Great lights, great choreography, and great vocals from the brilliant Joey Tempest. Whilst non-fans may not have known many of the songs, some of which are not that immediate, basically they were still old pros, the likes of which we rarely see these days and they put on a thoroughly enjoyable closing set. (LW)

 

 

 

 

2008 - BOA

 

The first time I ever attended Bloodstock was back in 2003 where the headliner was a relatively unknown female fronted band from Finland called Nightwish so it’s perhaps fitting that the first Bloodstock I attend for MusicXtra is headlined by the now altogether well known Nightwish.

Obviously in the past five years both the festival and the headlining band have undergone many changes, not least the demise of the Indoor Bloodstock festival at Derby’s Assembly Rooms in favour of the much larger outdoor festival that BOA has become.


Arriving at Catton Hall on Thursday evening the site looks unfamiliar even to those who have been to several Bloodstock Open Air’s in the past, things have been rearranged to maximise space and no longer do you traipse through the main arena to get to the campsite. After finding friends, soaking in some of the campsite atmosphere and putting my tent up (in the dark!) I’d missed ‘bonus’ Lava Stage bands Conquest of Steel and Marshall Law so decided to wander off with friends to check out stalls and maybe get some food too before heading back to ‘our’ campsite and having a few more drinks before finally going to bed. Now, I know this all seems trivial but this is the first time BOA has (officially) allowed people in the day before the festival properly starts and this really helped the party atmosphere get going early (something that’s almost as important as the bands themselves) not to mention not having to worry about the possibility of missing your favourite band if you’re held up on the way there – as I nearly did in 2006 when I arrived only half an hour before Atheist played!

 

 

Friday

So, onto Friday then and the main business of some actual band reviews. After a cup of tea and a bacon roll from one of the stalls in the campsite I walked down to the main arena to catch Saint Deamon kicking things off with more of a damp squib than a bang really. Admittedly I’d never previously heard anything by the band and was entirely unfamiliar with their material but in all honesty they’re exactly the kind of keyboard heavy ‘power’ metal where the only time you ever hear a guitar is during the ‘epic’ solo that completely grates on me and I ended up wandering off to get another drink after just a few songs.

Evile however are a different kettle of fish entirely. Now I will admit that I’m thoroughly sick of seeing their logo on seemingly every tour poster known to man at the moment and I don’t think they’re as good as many will have you believe but today, on this stage, their brand of generic thrash is great fun to blow the hangover cobwebs off to and gets more than a few heads (including my own) nodding along to them.

Next up was yet another change of pace with NWOBHM stalwarts Praying Mantis who, though playing initially to just a handful of people at the front of the stage, gave a very entertaining performance of proper old school heavy metal with the highlight of their set for me being the classic Panic in the Streets and the fact that during the course of their set the number of people stage-front steadily increased was heartening to see.

It’s at this point that I had my first band clash of the festival but since I saw Týr at this year’s Paganfest I decided to venture over to the Scuzz stage tent to see Hospital of Death who, if not the most serious of bands, are certainly one of the most entertaining. Dressed in various hospital get up and playing a mix of thrash and power metal with a sense of humour all too often missing in the often po-faced metal scene these days the band won over a sizeable crowd inside the tent with the highlight of their set definitely being the cover of Lion’s theme tune to Transformers!

Next up, back on the main stage, was everyone’s favourite gentleman Satanists Akercocke. Initially the band struggle with a quite dreadful sound that leaves first song Becoming the Adversary as more of a formless noise than an actual song but whether it’s because the sound actually did improve or just because I know the songs very well and could ‘fill in the gaps’ as it were things did seem to clear up throughout the set. The band aren’t quite as visually intimidating as they once were since the departures of Peter Theobalds and, in particular, Paul Scanlan but musically they’re as tight as they ever were – and Jason Mendonca is still as menacing a frontman as ever. I’m still not entirely convinced Akercocke’s mix of Suffocation worship and latter day Emperor-isms are suited (pardon the pun) to outdoor stages and I’ve certainly seen them deliver better sets but battling against poor sound they win through with the sheer power of their performance.

Speaking of poor sound Destruction opened with an extended kick-drum intro with bassist/vocalist Schmier angrily gesturing at the sound man before striding over to an amp head, looking at it intently and then appearing to switch it ON! I certainly wouldn’t have fancied switching places with whoever was responsible for that little mistake later! That matter sorted out though and the band dive into the opening pair of Curse the Gods and Nailed to the Cross which gets the sizeable crowd moving straight from the off. Throughout the set both Schmier and guitarist Mike make full use of the stage and seem to constantly be moving with Schmier making use of several mics dotted around the front of the stage to sing through. With a set full of classics like Mad Butcher and Eternal Ban and relatively new songs like The Butcher Strikes Back (dedicated to the new breed of metal fans) and a commanding stage presence the band get a huge reaction from the crowd – including quite probably the biggest moshpit ever seen at a Bloodstock event. Destruction’s albums can occasionally be a bit hit and miss but in the live arena very few bands can touch them and Destruction’s first UK festival show is nothing short of a triumph.

Following Destruction on the main stage was Germany’s Primal Fear , a band with Bloodstock heritage having playing the Indoor festival twice in 2004 and 2006. In all honesty though I only like one Primal Fear song, Metal is Forever, and that purely for the comedy value... everything else sounds like a poor attempt to re-write Judas Priest’s Painkiller to me I’m afraid. My own musical preferences notwithstanding though the band give a tight, professional performance and vocalist Ralf Scheepers is a charismatic frontman who has their fans eating out of the palm of his hand. I certainly wouldn’t go out of my way to see Primal Fear again but they were entertaining enough with the aforementioned Metal is Forever proving as anthemic as ever and their own fans lapped up their performance so who am I to argue with that.

After Primal Fear finished up I made another visit to the Scuzz stage to see Sorcerers Spell who had convinced me go and see them after meeting them in the campsite the previous night and though musically they’re a little “happy happy power metal” for me they certainly played well and had a lot of stage presence. Their song Jagermeister Metal was a lot of fun too and they were certainly a worthy distraction from Soulfly who I caught demolishing the Sepultura classic Refuse / Resist as I left the Scuzz tent whereupon I decided to go back to the campsite for a sit down, a chat and some more booze before having any more of my teenage memories ruined by Max Cavalera and Co.

I returned to the main arena to see Helloween in the “Special Guest” slot. Now, much like I did with Primal Fear I should admit up front that I’m no great fan of Helloween but I do actually like some of their songs and, as luck would have it, they started with my favourite – the thirteen minute epic Halloween which you’d think would have me hooked from the start but alas, no, as I was becoming bored less than half way through the first song and by the time they started with the pointless drum solo I was becoming restless and having watched more than half of their set I decided to venture back to the campsite to avoid drowning in yet more cheese. I’m sorry to their fans, some of who I know have been dying for them to play a UK festival for years but I couldn’t take any more than forty minutes of them.

There was a lot of debate on the Bloodstock forums before the festival as to whether it should have been Helloween or Opeth headlining the first day but the sheer number of people in the arena to see the Swedish band proved that the organisers had made the correct decision as they drew by far the largest crowd of the day.


I’ve seen Opeth several times before and I do find them to be very hit and miss live, if they grab you then they’ll take you to a whole different plane and simply blow you away but if they don’t then you’ll find your attention wandering very quickly. Whether I just wasn’t in the right mood for them I don’t know but unfortunately tonight was one of those where they left me cold and despite packing their set with classics like Serenity Painted Death and Master’s Apprentices (which features what must surely be the best riff Morbid Angel never wrote) alongside songs from their latest album and a typically flawless musical performance linked by affable frontman Mikael Åkerfeldt’s jokey stage banter I just couldn’t get into them tonight.

That isn’t where things end at a festival though of course, after the band finished up I wandered over with some friends to the back of the arena where the “Monster Energy” tent lurked with a DJ playing songs and indulged in some silly dancing to the likes of Turisas and Finntroll before heading back to the campsite for more silly drunken banter with friends before finally collapsing into my tent at some time or other in the morning.

 

 

Saturday


Onto Saturday than and after another cup of tea and the first beers of the day at the campsite it was time to walk down to the main arena to see first band of the day Evil:Scarecrow who won an unsigned bands competition to open the main stage today. In all honesty their novelty take on black metal is a bit crap but their Cradle of Filth pisstake "The Forest Whispers My Name... Brian! Brian!” is quite amusing and it was quite funny to see a sizeable number of people robot dancing to their final song Robototron and though they’re not a band I’d pay to go and see they’re a decent way to ease yourself into the day at a festival.

Next up were Cloudscape whose lightweight prog meanderings didn’t really interest me and the fact that they didn’t have a live keyboardist or a female backing singer meaning that they had to rely on backing tapes for those parts of their set left their whole performance feeling a tad flat.

The first band I was genuinely interested in today was the much talked about (in doom circles at least) Witchsorrow on the Scuzz stage. This was my first chance to see them and I have to say I was impressed. They have quite classic doom sound but mix it with some of the darkness of black metal, an influence confirmed by them closing their set with a doomed up cover of Mayhem’s Freezing Moon – well, after getting a replacement amp after the original one died during the first chord prompting the classic heckle of “it’s too evil!” from someone in the crowd. Their own songs came across very well and I’d certainly be interested in hearing some recorded versions, definitely a band that warrants further investigation for any doom fans.

Back out on the main stage highly rated folk metallers Eluveitie took to the stage. Their approach to folk metal is heavier than many of their contemporaries with them sounding like a folkier At the Gates which is quite refreshing to hear. The band’s performance was as energetic and enjoyable as on their recent jaunt around the UK on the Paganfest with Your Gaulish War being a particular crowd favourite.

After Eluveitie’s energy I did wonder how Finnish doom / death act Swallow the Sun would fare, particularly without the benefit of darkness to aid their mood but I needn’t have worried because the sheer majesty of their songs grabbed me from the off in exactly the way Opeth had failed to do the previous night with Out of this Gloomy Light being one of the highlights of the whole festival for me. If the band can project such a mood in daylight with a mere forty minute set then I can only wonder what they can do indoors without being hampered by daylight, hopefully they’ll grace our shores with a full tour sooner rather than later.

After Swallow the Sun’s melancholia I headed back to the Scuzz stage for more refreshments before watching Keltic Jihad, a band who I’ve heard a lot about but never managed to catch live before. Their brand of female fronted extreme metal could loosely be compared to the likes of To-Mera or even Erik Rutan’s Alas project but Keltic Jihad are much heavier than either of those bands with their three guitar line-up leading to some very interesting counterpoints throughout the set. Vocalist Holly has a powerful voice (well, she has to so she can be heard over the rest of the band) but also has an endearing stage presence, often promising to give the crowd “prizes” (throwing out CDs) for singing along, headbanging etc. Definitely a band I’ll be making an effort to check out further.

I had initially planned to watch the end of Moonsorrow’s set after Keltic Jihad but after taking the time to catch up with friends I’d not seen for a while (well, festivals aren’t just about the music after all) they’d already finished their set so the next band I caught was Napalm Death out on the mainstage. Faring considerably better with the sound than Akercocke had the previous day the Brummie legends warp-speed blasts and slowed down Celtic Frost-esque breakdowns go down a treat. Newer songs fit in the set alongside classics like Suffer the Children and Siege of Power neatly and we’re treated to a ‘medley’ of sorts from the Scum album including the blink and you’ll miss it You Suffer, Life?, The Kill and said album’s title track itself and we’re also treated to the rarely heard It’s A M.A.N.S. World. Barney’s “dad at a wedding” dancing is as entertaining as ever and the band play brilliantly so this goes down as not just one of my favourite sets from this Bloodstock but one of my favourite ever Bloodstock performances.

Following the sheer power of Napalm Death is a difficult task for anyone and I had my doubts whether Soilwork could do it, particularly given my distaste for their last few albums. Imagine my surprise then when I found myself enjoying their set. Despite the band completely ignoring their first two albums and only giving cursory nods to A Predator’s Portrait and Natural Born Chaos with Bastard Chain (the oldest song played tonight) and As We Speak getting airings respectively, the natural charisma of the band as a whole and vocalist Bjorn “Speed” Strid in particular carries them over very well – even if Strid’s faux-American accent did become very grating at times. For a band that’s had so many line-up changes recently it was a very impressive set indeed, just a pity their set was so heavily balanced towards their newer material as I’m sure the likes of Possessing the Angels and Follow the Hollow would’ve gone down a storm.

By the time Iced Earth hit the stage I was feeling the effects of a long festival day so, despite seeing them with returning vocalist Matt Barlow being one of the main attractions for me this year, I chose to sit and listen to them from a little further back rather than being stagefront. Possibly because of Matt’s return the setlist was filled with classics like Dark Saga, Violate, Pure Evil and, of course, Iced Earth with no new songs aired and only two songs from the “Ripper era” being aired. I, along with many others, feel that Matt was always Iced Earth’s biggest asset with his ability to inject emotion into songs placing them a cut above many more typical power metal bands – the stunning rendition of Melancholy (Holy Martyr) aired tonight only confirming that belief. As tired as I was by this point it was great to hear Matt back at his rightful place with Iced Earth and the only pity really was that the band only got to play for an hour.

Tonight’s headliners Dimmu Borgir have long outgrown the black metal scene that spawned them, indeed many black metal purists will argue long and loud about whether they’re actually black metal at all. Semantics aside however it was clear a huge amount of people were here to see the band since the crowd to see them stretched past the sound stage. Tonight Dimmu have probably the best sound I’ve ever heard them have, the several times I’ve seen them in the past actually hearing their guitars has been a rarity but tonight the guitars are right up front for once. Sadly though the performance as a whole is somewhat uninspiring, the band seem to be going through the motions a bit and the much vaunted pyro that we were promised isn’t particularly special – and often seems to be set off randomly without being timed to any particular part of the music. The band simply aren’t aggressive or atmospheric enough to have the threatening aura that Akercocke had and nor do they hit the heights of grandeur and pantomime pomposity to entertain on sheer showmanship alone and tonight’s performance seems to fall frustratingly between both stools. Not a bad performance by any means but certainly one that fails to catch fire in the way I hoped it would.

So, for the second night in a row it was left to the DJ at the Monster Energy to finish my night off, this time with a dose of classics from the likes of Carcass, Judas Priest and Anthrax before stumbling my way back to the campsite and hitting the hay.

 

 

Sunday

 

All too quickly the final day of what had already been a highly enjoyable Bloodstock 2008 was upon us.

After the previous night’s exertions I missed Heaven's Basement entirely and made it into the arena as Crowning Glory were starting up who played a decent enough set of classic heavy metal. Not too sure about the vocals which seemed a bit strained for my liking but it was a good, solid performance to start the day off with anyway.

This final day actually had the weakest main stage line-up of the three for me so I was planning to spend quite a lot of time in the Scuzz tent and my first visit of the day came when Alestorm drew a huge crowd around the main stage but I decided to go and see former Anathema singer Darren White’s current band Serotonal instead.


I’d never actually heard any of Serotonal’s music before today but they turned out to be one of the more interesting bands for me mixing some almost ambient parts with some big groovy riffs that Orange Goblin would be proud of. Darren is a natural frontman and played to the regrettably sparse crowd as though he was playing to a field full of thousands – and my mate “Metal” Mick and I even got a mention when Darren noticed us leaning against the crowd barrier, dedicating several songs to us as “the Scousers down the front who bothered to come to see us” and one for “all the guys in here with cool beards”. After never having heard them before Serotonal turned out to be one of the highlights of the festival for me and I’ll definitely be checking out their recorded work.

After Serotonal I went for more food and drink before watching Grand Magus deliver a set of stoner / doom tinged heavy metal. I’ve seen Grand Magus several times before but this was my first time seeing them in the open air on a big stage and the band proved that they’re just as good in this situation as their ‘natural home’ in grotty clubs. The powerful riffs and JBs gritty but melodic voice are just perfect for this kind of mid-afternoon slot with Like the Oar Strikes the Water (dedicated to the victorious UK Olympic rowing team) and Kingslayer being set highlights for me.

Having never previously heard anything by them I had hoped that the name of next band Mob Rules would be some clue as to their musical direction and was hoping for some Dio-era Black Sabbath-esque grooves. Sadly though they’re actually a fairly lightweight ‘melodic metal’ band which was a bit of a letdown after Grand Magus’ superb set of dirty old school metal. They weren’t inherently bad though and they are a lot more riff oriented than a lot of similar bands, perhaps I would’ve enjoyed them more if I’d been more familiar with their material.

Next up for me was another trip back to the Scuzz stage to see Ravens Creed who are something of an underground metal supergroup featuring former Sabbat bassplayer Fraser Craske, guitarist Steve Watson who has been in the likes of Cerebral Fix and Iron Monkey and fronted by Orange Goblin man Ben Ward. Playing a furious set of blackened thrash songs that bring to mind the likes of early Venom albums and Possessed the band show their many years of live experience and fairly lay waste to one of the most energetic crowds in the tent all weekend.

Speaking of energy, the next band in the tent was Ted Maul whose Chris Morris approved mixture of death metal and drum & bass is the musical equivalent of Attention Deficit Disorder that really shouldn’t work but somehow does. Alternating between smacking you around the head with riffs the mighty Suffocation themselves would be proud of and grooves that have even a jelly limbed idiot like myself contemplating trying to dance all played with the kind of energy that would give the Energizer bunny a run for his money makes this one of the sets of the weekend for me.

Back out on the main stage I hung around to see one of the most controversial bookings of this year, As I Lay Dying, whose announcement practically caused the Bloodstock forums to melt down at one point. I have to admit I’m no fan of them either but I don’t think they deserve the hatred sent their way either. Having said that though, I only lasted ten minutes of their set before becoming tired with their empty bluster which I half expected to see some fat, spandex clad wrestler make an entrance to before heading back to my tent once again for a sit down to recharge my batteries a bit.

Unfortunately I lost track of time and managed to miss Overkill but made sure I was in the arena to see my main reason for coming this year At The Gates. I was just getting into At the Gates when they split shortly after the landmark Slaughter of the Soul album and I never got to see them first time around – so thirteen years down the line to say I was excited to finally see the band would be the understatement of the century!


Even given my high expectations the band played a blinder with a setlist largely made up of Slaughter of the Soul songs with the likes of Terminal Spirit Disease, Kingdom Gone and a personal favourite of mine Raped by the Light of Christ filling out the set. The band play this like a headline show (and indeed I think they actually ended up playing longer than the headline act) with the band being as tight as you’d expect a band containing the Bjorler twins and drummer Adrian Erlandsson to be with vocalist Tomas Lindberg, unmistakable venomous rasp still present and correct, dominating the front of the stage.


With thirteen years of wanting to see this band there was a huge possibility of me ending up being disappointed but I think they actually managed to exceed even my sky high expectation, truly a fantastic set and what a coup for Bloodstock to have gotten a UK exclusive show from such a legendary band.

After such a brilliant set there was a large possibility of headliners Nightwish being somewhat overshadowed. Nightwish’s approach to metal is altogether more theatrical than At The Gates though and I think the fact that the two bands are so very different helped them out. Starting with Bye Bye Beautiful (a message to anyone thinking of shouting for Tarja perhaps?) and Dark Chest Of Wonders the band are on form straight away. New vocalist Anette may not have quite as powerful a voice as her illustrious predecessor and she occasionally struggles with some of the more operatic older material, most noticeably on The Siren but she has bags more personality than Tarja ever had – shown particularly well when singing the now well known “Fishmaster” lyrics to crowd favourite Wishmaster and it’s her personality that carries her through on the occasions that she does miss the odd note. The fact that Nightwish are no longer so dominated by the singer’s voice also has one more benefit – that being that the rest of the band can come into their own which makes this, if anything, a more rounded performance than their first Bloodstock appearance all those years ago. The stage set was impressive, the pyro was considerably better than Dimmu Borgir’s had been and the band’s performance as a whole was as entertainingly over the top as you’d hope for from a Nightwish set, all in all it was a fine end to a very enjoyable weekend.

No Monster Energy tent shenanigans for me tonight as I was, perhaps ironically, somewhat lacking in energy by the time Nightwish finished so all that was left to do was finish off my remaining scrumpy back at my tent before spending the last night under canvas.

All in all the biggest Bloodstock ever was a great success. It felt like a big event more than ever before and there was a great, varied mixture of bands. Sure there were problems, the bar was overpriced, the food wasn’t great and while I didn’t mind the “funfair” rides they really shouldn’t have been allowed to play music while the bands were playing but overall it was an excellent weekend of metal with a fun, friendly atmosphere. Same time next year then?

 

 

 

Review by Neil Woodfin

 

 

 

 

2006 (Indoor)

 

Friday

 

This is just one of many reviews of the experience that is Bloodstock. I’ll say it now, and get it out of the way - it wasn’t as busy as Bloodstock 2005. There were probably less bands that I wanted to see this year, but that doesn’t make it a poor line-up. There were some great bands performing, with My Dying Bride putting on a tremendous, doom laden set to close the event and show that they are indeed in a different class to every other band that played.

 

But anyway, Awaken started the show rolling on Friday in the Darwin Suite. This was my first experience of Awaken, so it was all new to me. The opening set of a festival can always be tricky, as people are still coming in from outside, or browsing the merchandise or bars to kick off their own day. Awaken rose to the challenge and produced a half hour of lively, headbanging music that everyone who listened enjoyed. The band seemed to enjoy it too, so that was a good start to the festival.

 

From there I went off to listen to Marshall Law briefly in the main hall, and gave short listens to Captive Audio and Majesty before leaving the venue to get some food. One of my main criticisms of Bloodstock is that the on-site catering tends to be over priced and under quality, and if you want a decent meal you need to leave the venue which means, inevitably, you miss some bands.

 

Axel Rudi Pell was up next on the main stage, but was frankly, boring after a couple of songs. The final act in the Darwin Suite was To-Mera who, after a false start and some grumpiness from the stage manager, put on a very impressive set of their unique blend of musical influences. This band are amazingly good at what they do, although I do understand that they may not be to everyone’s liking. They are still well worth a listen.

 

Friday night seems to be Power Metal night on the main stage, and if you like that, then you would have enjoyed Primal Fear .

 

The PM bands on the main stage on Friday seemed to have one thing in common, which was that after three or four songs, their songs all started to sound the same. My view is that many of them were tedious in any set longer than fifteen minutes, and some of them I couldn’t listen to for as long as that. Again, having said that, lots of people enjoyed what these bands were putting out, so that can’t be bad.

 

 

 

Saturday

 

Saturday kicked off with The Boy Will Drown, who I thought were just dreadful. Having said that, they looked very young, so fair play to them for getting the gig, and I do wish them well.

 

Illuminatus over on the main stage put on a good show. They’ve been around a while, so they have that little element of stagecraft to make their performance interesting.

 

Then we gave Isiah back in the Darwin Suite some time, but while their guitar work was decent, the extreme vocals were not to my taste. Spellblast over at the main stage failed to retain any interest, so we didn’t hang around there long either.

 

Meanwhile, back in the Darwin room, the celtic doom phenomenon that is Mael Mordha took to the stage in battle dress of blue paint and painted on wounds, and what a show they gave. They attracted a fair size of crowd too, and were my band of the festival so far. This was their first time playing outside Ireland, and I can only hope it won’t be their last.

 

Hunger pangs were hitting hard now, so, it was off to find some edible food.

 

The plan was to get back in time to see Machine Men, but between one thing and another, only the last song was experienced, and it didn’t seem like much of a loss. Tourettes Syndrome had been moved to the Darwin Suite from the main stage, and frankly, could have been moved to another festival.

 

It’s at this point that important decisions need to be made. Do you a) hang around the main stage for the rest of the night to get a good spot for the headline band or b) try to see some of the bands in the other room, knowing that you’re likely to end up near the back for the headline band. My choice was a), so it was into the Main Hall to catch the end of Brainstorm from the seated area. I must confess I was so enthralled by this band that I nodded off and missed the last three or four songs from their set.

 

Once they finished it was a case of heading for the barriers in time for Onslaught to begin their own high energy, entertaining show. I can’t say I’m a big fan of thrash, and in fact, I hated most of what Onslaught did, but they put on a good show for their fans, encouraging pit antics and getting the crowd moving. Which is, I guess what many people came for.

 

Next up was Deathstars. Again, I didn’t know much about them and when the drummer stalked onstage amidst all the smoke, in full upper body white makeup and his shades on I really did wonder what we were getting. The rest of the band duly appeared all ‘goffed’ up and started making some fairly decent noise. When their front man pranced on in a truly OTT camp style I got the joke and started to enjoy what they were doing. This was a really entertaining performance as they put on a parody of gothic style solid metal that got most people bouncing. There was a little bad mannered behaviour from some parts of the audience, but the band just ignored that. Even when the singer lost the zipper on his trousers, he just carried on, inviting some female audience members onto the stage to help him sort it. He got no takers for that task.

 

Deathstars were entertaining in their forty minute slot, although one criticism is that there was too much smoke, obscuring the band and their posing on stage. Don’t let their appearance put you off, they make look like a teenage goth pop band, but they play good music, and were worthy of their billing here.

 

And then, there was My Dying Bride. This was my first time seeing them. They have a very simple show, with just the guitarists to either side, and Aaron standing and twitching, occasionally falling over in the centre of the stage.

 

They played a stonking thirteen song, ninety minute set that had this reviewer mesmerised. Aaron really seems to feel the pain as he grinds out his lyrics, and looking into his eyes through Cry of Mankind (yes, I was that close to the stage) was like looking out across a frozen artic landscape with the katabatic winds howling down from the North Pole, they were so chilling and devastated. Having said that, we were treated to a rare smile, right before Dreadful Hours. Or maybe it was a grimace.

 

The sound of My Dying Bride is totally unique, with thundering guitars, filled out with occasional keys, and Aaron’s painful liturgy expressing all the deep despair that all people feel at some time. The new songs offered to the audience were received gratefully.

 

It is a bit disappointing that the numbers that had been around earlier for Onslaught, and even Deathstars seemed to have dwindled a little, but in all honesty, anyone that missed the show will have missed the point.

 

A truly great set, and, for this reviewer, the band of the festival, and a strong candidate for my gig of the year, was undoubtedly, My Dying Bride.

 

Bloodstock displays a wide range of the sub-genres of metal. When you go, expect to hate some bands, expect to love others, and the rest will give varying degrees of boredom. For me, half a dozen bands that I enjoyed made it a worthwhile weekend, and as for the rest well, other people enjoyed them, so that’s OK by me.

 

 

 

Review by Alan Thomson

 

 

 

 

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