Bogs were nice and clean
Security were much less confrontational than the previous years
Merch at Goddess was solid as always
Cannibal Corpse were awesome.
Orange Goblin, with a but...
Enslaved, with a different but...
Ensiferum, with an unfortunate but...
Last but not least, Korpiklaani - But with a MASSIVE ''what the fuck, guys?!''The Bad
The weather, too hot, no rain to keep down the dust, had to keep my head covered to avoid sunstroke and I'm no hat person!
The dust on Sunday - Annoying
carling 'cider' - utterly vile, ended up surviving on Jack & Coke's, despite my allergies to caffeine
No Coke, only that drain water known as pepsi. I'd forgotten just how truly awful pepsi is, after drinking that with my Jack in the arena, I could swear that pepsi was being made by carling... Vile!
The dj's in the Sophie stage taking so fucking long to actually PLAY SOME FUCKING METAL. I can't headbang with my mates to the sound of some yob DJ addressing the crowd for 25 fucking minutes.
Also, the dj's playing three classic songs at the start of their set on saturday night, then reverting to playing the usual teenage agnst driven shite. Once those three tracks were done, the crowd in the Sophie tent got bored and went home to their tents.
CHAIRS. ALL THE CHAIRS! Trying to get to within 50ft of the stage to see Rob Zombie was like attempting a military assault course with two full pints in your hands - This seriously needs regulating, folks!
Orange Goblin... but we happened to be stood behind some dirty hippie who sent the entire gig twirling her hands about and otherwize attempting to dance, hugely distracting from the most part of their set. If she's have been a bloke, I'd have dumped my pint over their dirty hippie face.
Ensiferum... but I happened to miss the first part of their set, missing them play ''Lai Lai Hai''. Sunday was too busy with too many band I liked, space them out!
Korpiklaani... WHAT THE FUCK, GUYS? This deserves it's own section:Why Korpiklaani's Set Was A Fucking Joke
Noodle wrote:Am I the only one who enjoyed Korpiklaani's set? It's not like their back catalogue isn't full of brilliant "serious" songs, and they did chuck in the usual party songs.
Nah I really liked it. I somewhat prefer the slower, somewhat darker tunes (Korven Kuningas is a fucking class album).
Wrong. Three party songs at the very end of their set, after forcing the crowd to listen to five tracks from their new release was not what I came to Bloodstock for, that's not Korpiklaani, that's a 'buy our new stuff or get fucked' to their fans.
As for slower, darker stuff? That's what Agalloch were for. I understand every band has to make bank, but over half of that set was merely an advertisement for their new stuff, which I will now avoid buying out of spite.
Three tracks in, Spike handed me a piece of paper which read ''Play Wooden Pints, God of Wind, Metsamies, Vodka, Beer Beer - any of these will do'' - We made two copies, and we held them up for the band to see and did not hide our dissapointment as to their apalling set. They acknowledged us from the stage at the end of their fifth track, and from there on, they actually played a good show. The sound was good, the immediate crowd around us went into a linked-arm spinning frenzy, we were finally seeing Korpiklaani play live! Why we had to wait so long for them to play really winds me up. I'm wondering if it hadn't been for mine and Spike's protest if they'd have even bothered playing anything that the crowd actually wanted to see.The Ugly
The food, nothing for veggies that wasn't some continental hippie drivel. There were no jacket potatoes, no veggie burgers made from ACTUAL quorn, nothing with any real energy values whatsoever. I live up on a mountaintop in Wales and even my local chippie does an actual veggie burger, none of that 'half a chewed sunday dinner spat inbetween two pieces of bread' shite they were slinging in the veggie van. You could get seven different types of coffee from one van, you can get any parts of any animal in 'pulled' form from 20 different stalls, but not a single jacket potato could be found! I'll be taking this to ask the organizers, there was nothing to eat in the festival that did not make me wretch.
Enslaved... I had so looked forward to hearing them again, but instead, I was passed out on the benches - BECAUSE THERE WAS NOTHING TO EAT. I was starving and I suffered a fearsome flare up of a medical condition that has never before affected me at Bloodstock in such a spectacular way. Egg baps? Jacket Potatoes? Veggie Burgers? I can't survive off paninis, I'm not bloody french!The Verdict
I enjoyed the festival more than the previous three years combined, there was plenty of annoyances here and there both with the bands and the crowds, but it definitely didn't stop me from enjoying myself and generally acting like a big hairy Berserker!
But... The food for veggies was a joke, such a limited selection, all of it was either continental or more foreign still. I would like some proper british food next time, whoever got rid of the van that used to do jacket potatoes and fried eggs on baps should be sued, as a week later I'm still very sick. It was a good Bloodstock, but it was damn' hard work on my guts.