SUFC_Al
Metal Monday Dude
After Shrimper James's thread about your festival line-ups, it got me thinking back to the last festival I went to in 2005 and it's one I'll never forget.
We all love live music no matter what music we enjoy, there's just something fantastic about hearing and seeing your favourite bands/musicians live.
So what's your best live music experience? There's no boundaries to your story it can be a festival/one-off gig, it can be funny, painful...absolutely anything you want. I'll start,
Wacken Open Air Festival, Wacken, Germany 3rd August - 7th August 2005
One of the biggest outfoor metal festivals on the European circuit I made my way via Stansted airport with Rich and his ex-girlfriend Laura. Rich had been twice before and this was my first time.
We got a flight to Hamburg Lubeck airport, a bus to Hamburg, a train to Itzehoe and finally another bus to Wacken itself. It took over three hours from landing at Lubeck.
We get in, find ourselved a spot and start setting up the tents. It was evening time by now and the sun was still out lovely and warm but as we were putting the tents up the heavens opened and it poured down. Damn, I hadn't bought any rain clothes as the two previous years it had been 35 degrees temperatures for the weekend so I had to go and buy a hooded jacket to keep me warm(ish). My tent got flooded also although my sleeping bag luckily was kept out the way just enough!
It proceeded to rain pretty much for five days interpersed with small bouts of sunshine to dry us off before another deluge and as we were on farmland, it didn't take long for the whole festival site to become a quagmire, my feet were sinking in the mud up to my ankles! It was going to be a long, hard weekend!
We met up with loads of people though and we had a great time getting ****ed and eating wurst and watching some fantastic music whilst getting soaked to the bone.
There was mud everywhere, absolutely everywhere and we weren't so much as walking around but sliding around which led to one of the funniest things I've seen.
We were walking along the mud paths to our tent when a guy passes us going the other way, he was obvioulsy very drunk and he was carrying 7 or 8 beers in his arms tucked up to his chest. You could almost see what was going to happen before it started...his feet start to slide back and forth (in that comic 'cartoon-like' fashion). He's sliding about for what seemed like minutes and he had a watching crowd...it was like a bonus bit of entertainment....until eventually BAM...he goes down to the ground still, front ways, clutching his beers. Everyone just p1ssed themselves laughing. Then the guy tries to get up still holding his beers and off he goes sliding all over the place, down he goes again. Everyone is doubled-over in laughter, two times, three times he just kept going down before eventually a kind-hearted individual took his beers(which he didn't seem to happy with) and helped him on his way. That lit up a very grizzly afternoon!
Another comical thing that happened was thes bunch of Norwegian guys who had pitched up next to us. They were all drinking Jagermeister from the bottle and were completely blitzed off their heads. We get talking to one guy, Gier, and he's having trouble just standing on the spot. We finish talking with him and he goes off to his mates but he walks straight in to a table, smashing it to pieces and pulling down half their gazebo and he ends up tangled in everything. Me and Rich just cracked up.
It was a memorbale weekend for the event itself, the music, the tough conditions, the people we met, the laughs we had.
Over to you.
:D
We all love live music no matter what music we enjoy, there's just something fantastic about hearing and seeing your favourite bands/musicians live.
So what's your best live music experience? There's no boundaries to your story it can be a festival/one-off gig, it can be funny, painful...absolutely anything you want. I'll start,
Wacken Open Air Festival, Wacken, Germany 3rd August - 7th August 2005
One of the biggest outfoor metal festivals on the European circuit I made my way via Stansted airport with Rich and his ex-girlfriend Laura. Rich had been twice before and this was my first time.
We got a flight to Hamburg Lubeck airport, a bus to Hamburg, a train to Itzehoe and finally another bus to Wacken itself. It took over three hours from landing at Lubeck.
We get in, find ourselved a spot and start setting up the tents. It was evening time by now and the sun was still out lovely and warm but as we were putting the tents up the heavens opened and it poured down. Damn, I hadn't bought any rain clothes as the two previous years it had been 35 degrees temperatures for the weekend so I had to go and buy a hooded jacket to keep me warm(ish). My tent got flooded also although my sleeping bag luckily was kept out the way just enough!
It proceeded to rain pretty much for five days interpersed with small bouts of sunshine to dry us off before another deluge and as we were on farmland, it didn't take long for the whole festival site to become a quagmire, my feet were sinking in the mud up to my ankles! It was going to be a long, hard weekend!
We met up with loads of people though and we had a great time getting ****ed and eating wurst and watching some fantastic music whilst getting soaked to the bone.
There was mud everywhere, absolutely everywhere and we weren't so much as walking around but sliding around which led to one of the funniest things I've seen.
We were walking along the mud paths to our tent when a guy passes us going the other way, he was obvioulsy very drunk and he was carrying 7 or 8 beers in his arms tucked up to his chest. You could almost see what was going to happen before it started...his feet start to slide back and forth (in that comic 'cartoon-like' fashion). He's sliding about for what seemed like minutes and he had a watching crowd...it was like a bonus bit of entertainment....until eventually BAM...he goes down to the ground still, front ways, clutching his beers. Everyone just p1ssed themselves laughing. Then the guy tries to get up still holding his beers and off he goes sliding all over the place, down he goes again. Everyone is doubled-over in laughter, two times, three times he just kept going down before eventually a kind-hearted individual took his beers(which he didn't seem to happy with) and helped him on his way. That lit up a very grizzly afternoon!
Another comical thing that happened was thes bunch of Norwegian guys who had pitched up next to us. They were all drinking Jagermeister from the bottle and were completely blitzed off their heads. We get talking to one guy, Gier, and he's having trouble just standing on the spot. We finish talking with him and he goes off to his mates but he walks straight in to a table, smashing it to pieces and pulling down half their gazebo and he ends up tangled in everything. Me and Rich just cracked up.
It was a memorbale weekend for the event itself, the music, the tough conditions, the people we met, the laughs we had.
Over to you.
:D
