SABBAAAAATH!
Unusual greeting, isn't it?
Storytime!
My Mother invited me to the Nova-Rock-Festival – she
REALLY wanted to see Iron Maiden and Black Sabbath live, at least
once. Since both of them were playing there, we (my mother, her
boyfriend and myself) went there too; drove there every evening,
didn't camp as most festival-people would.
Iron Maiden was alright, I suppose. I'm not a
Maiden-fan; some Albums are nice to listen to, but nothing I would
risk concussions (through headbanging) for. Sound was a bit shit at
the start, got better after approximately half an hour. Still, no
songs I would have liked to hear, mostly the really old stuff
(including fear of the dark, obviously).
Now, Black Sabbath on the other Hand... considering I
knew no songs of Sabbath (Paranoid doesn't count), I was rather
surprised they worked so well for me. I am willing to accept any sort
of concussion I might not have noticed by now for such an amazing
performance. Screamed my lungs out, still coughing – such is the
price of metal. :D Sound was great too.
In other news – who remembers me ranting about my
total lack of interest for girls?
So, uhm, let's say a healthy dose of eyecandy in the
form of the famed metal-/goth-chick more or less fixed me. Didn't get
any numbers, but boy do I wish I had. HAWT GURLS, so to speak.
The least surprising act at the festival: Volbeat.
Expectation: Awesome, Reality: Awesome.
Translation of the Story I started a few posts back is
nearly done. Expect it to be the content of the next post.
\m/
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