On behalf of our beloved Christine Boutin national and Rev. BG went to preach the gospel in these lands of Loire-Atlantique subjected to the yoke of the fifth edition of Hellfesse cauldron of vice and perversion. His mission: to go on a crusade against evil and its worshipers, learn all these wild hordes of the benefits of the Christian faith Democrat, kick ass to sin in order to extract the kernel of irreproachable virtue God has given, as everyone in his great mercy. (Mal) Fortunately, the Great Horned has more tricks up his sleeve (there is not to say, it is quite that one), and the strongest of tasty wobbly ethanol flowing waves of the irresistible sizzling strings, echo the cries of bewitching owned and screaming the damned that our Reverend eventually crack, turning his homespun monk for the perfect leather jacket metalheads.
Thursday
After 6-hour drive across the Creuse and the Vienne (in particular) on small roads that run with trucks galore, motorhomes of shit and a double track every 75 km, night cap was a just reward. Well, forget this game looked crappy to Metal Corner where I thought the bottles would be flying on the screen at each occurrence of this brave Raymond ... The group of hardcore playing in the background I was quite drunk, but it has nevertheless already flared in the mouth with their beer and booze to 6.66 degrees.
Friday
The first day as usual with big cock entry. So, I do not see that the last 4 titles Gorod : y 'and their level of technical Death is energetic and powerful live, good mouthing.
Time to get my cassette Protector Doomer with my purchase and settle in ... paying him a beer and direction for the Terrorizer Tent Magrudergrind : Grind the only group of the 'Fest I did not want to miss that! Nice trio fucks a mess, no bass player is useless, and a contrast between the acceleration and very slow parts, the band often has fun to believe that a piece will go back when it stops, and conversely you think the song is finished and they swing one last unexpected load. Besides singing and flat with no variation, a good performance.
However, I forsake the end of the set to see the last two pieces of Urgehal under the Hard Rock Tent: a good final piece to the very violent Tsjuder but its a little rough in my opinion.
Listened Crowbar of the bar with half an ear, though heavy as usual.
Necrophagist, I arrive in the middle after dragging on the road to wine bar: less static than before, is more alive and still kill the compounds (especially those of "Onset of Putrefaction"). But where I was, I heard the guitar too soon it began to blaster, impossible to distinguish the parts of Suiçmez Mohammed (who now has long hair, I did not know it's weird).
A tour of the market (or I pick up this beautiful TS Dying Prépus with the cover of the latter), the municipal camping nap break, some Ricard (17 hours ha ha ha) before you leave and go! Only saw it the day misfire for me, the long tail deprives me of Hypocrisy which I get just to listen to the latest song "Roswell 47", too bad I would have liked to see "Pleasure of Molestation" and go shake the pit ...
In the process, Loudblast was the best surprise of the 'Fest for me (though again I miss the first quarter of an hour due to a stop too long at the bar booze): In 2004 I had seen twice and it smelled old group at the end, but then we found the fucking big Loud ': a perfect set-list based on "Disincarnate" and "Sublime Dementia", and found Buriez haranguing the audience will: terrible!
Watain in the wake of the latest album: very good on the first songs I heard but it drunk after a quarter of an hour (again with a sound way, recurring problem on Friday in the Rock Hard Tent).
The rest of the night shows not saying anything ( Marduk already seen and anyway, it's a bit boring live), all that was finished talking about beer, white and rosé ...
Saturday
I zap Dew Scented I like a lot but I've seen recently in Lyon, which allows me to get some sleep for once, and after a pasta dish at 11:30, the direction ' Fest. Here I mumble past the mainstage and seeing this shit steaming Delain while bands like Suffocation particular are relegated in the tent, and I get to Obscura: A little disappointed. Marion will kill me but never mind: it undeniably plays well, but again the sound was to the west and look handsome with valuable long-sleeve Tight their slim silhouette (I did not say gay but I thought) really does not stick with music, and then it was not even Thesseling on bass, crap!
Tankard mainstage then: a quick pint on Tankard is mandatory, their second degree Thrash has always broken out, it's a bit there that started the shit with pals like dancing jitter and yell anything ...
Anvil , looked quickly, their Heavy / Thrash did not make me a strong impression, then towards the Hard Rock Tent for position nickel Asphyx with a gaggle of sommiens. Fantastic, great, finally the sound is okay and the classics are linked together, whether it be the last album ("Scorbutics", ...) or older ("Asphyx", ...). One downside: the lack unforgivable "Streams Of The Ancient Wisdom", whose absence I immediately complained to the bass when I crossed.
Dark Funeral, Dark Fufu our friends often mocked diverse, and well it was just huge. This time, the powerful sound was well appointment and new drummer Nils Fjellström going as fast (which is can not say) that Matte Modin: impressive power and speed, I see only Kolias to be at that level. Masse Bromberg always vindictive vocals and pounding riffs Lord Ahriman with unwavering faith. If some find ridiculous armor on stage, I think it fits well with the concept warrior / Satan.
Not easy to Sadist at short notice to replace a legend like Atheist, but the Italians have taken up the challenge with gusto, the side a bit convoluted compos going very well because the parties alternated by more direct. Their bassist Andy is a fucking killer as Walt said, and their singer Trevor a lot of charisma: it is reminiscent of the former lead singer of Origin James Lee. Damage, however, that complicated pieces of "Tribe" can not all be played live, or he is a big lack of taste.
Candlemass caused the partial loss of my voice. But why fucking choruses that hold back so easily too! Oh, it's smart to sing at my head in duo with guitarist "Mirror Mirror", "Emperor of the Void" or "Hammer of Doom" ... Just huge.
Twisted Sister I'm a little fucked up, I thought that was the end while he was still not bad, once we sang "I Want to Rock" distance from the wine bar, thinking that was the end when he was still a lot of time ...
Immortal : bof. Musically it was developed, but it was a little parody group, a few breaks ridiculous, I dunno, it's been a little Kiss extreme.
So the direction Tent Rock Hard (70% of my concerts are held there) for My Dying Bride : much better night than during the day in 2008, but Aaron is really too much to cinema roll on the ground and everything. Very theatrical, a little too much but still good performance.
Alice Cooper : watched from the bar, it has beautiful old still remains, it is far from pity and still provides as a leader!
The highlight of the evening: Carcass (repairs, replaces Carcass), much better than in 2008, more pro, more developed, a more cantankerous Walker on vocals, and fucking set-list with "Necroticism" in full what! And images on the screen to accompany hey hey, should not be eating for the final dissection.
Tough day for me with just a plate of pasta like solid food in the stomach.
Sunday
The final day was a great anything for me, largely because of the arrival of Yvan and especially his calva and its pommel ... Once again late (overslept), I think that fortunately DirtyHarry takes me stop and saves me the 10 minutes I will get battery for early General Surgery (thank you very old!). It shakes in the morning ha ha ha, not everyone, at least we could stand and the guys find excitement completely on stage with their Death / Grind Carcassien the big sound Swedish, very good too.
is where it all started in testicle: direction and camping calva knob 12h to 14h, and fortunately I still wanted to miss Decapitated, otherwise I do not know when it would have ended, the deathsters Polish, namely its right to a Death simultaneously violent and well-controlled technique, the guys looked very happy to be there, the singer has even dipped into the audience at the end. Just some songs a bit stressful and handjob at the end.
My big disappointment the 'Fest: cancellation Dying Fetus . So, we fall back on UDO just to see, and there was huge surprise. Much a guy like Halford has lost his voice, the father Dirkschneider screaming like a madman again, this ball is really impressive German nerve despite an age that is beginning to be advanced.
In the process, it shifts just a little to the right to Behemoth. No time for a drink, shit! But fortunately I meet Jesus de Offending with a pitcher of Grimbergen, and although it is not a communist was partitioned phew! Behemoth ultra pro ultra square, we can not say anything more, just maybe a little too cold and a slight lack of madness, but what control unbelievable!
Then they beat the rally on the wine bars before Suffocation while dealing with PD and those that crossed coming towards Stone Sour Suffocation ... as usual, absolutely terrifying set-list terrible (although still missing a few pieces of "Effigy Of The Forgotten"), and molten pit ever. But anyway, two things should be explained to Frank Mullen: 1. It would swing of his life, 2. The French public does not understand in English, especially with its emphasis Rican incomprehensible. I lost my last bits of voice on the song "Breeding the Spawn" ...
Exodus: listened to some songs, give a fuck a little, "Bonded by Blood" full cool yeah, but without Paul Baloff anyway, the wine bar and shot contest pink bottoms with Norman and Breton: they are doing well, but is still Auvergne their misery, sorry!
With this shit, I missed the beginning of Nile, but what I saw was terrible. Arriving, I see But a skull shining singing and I thought I had planted. In fact, Toler-Wade is bald now ... ouch! "4th of Dagon Arra" in concert, bam "Papyrus ...", a show in the middle of the group: excellent!
Bloodbath like finale, with a joker Åkerfeldt and pieces that fart, the set-list, I know, I was getting quite drunk, and I loved it most. Nothing to beat Kiss , so the metal directly Corner to eat a piece and finish s'alcooliser beauty. I wonder how we did not knock it across the 'Fest full of people made up with stars or cat whiskers on her face, screaming: Kiss is gay, Kiss my ass, Kiss is the PD! Just a few admonitions that moreover, totally ignored, it is sometimes con ...
I think that 3 to 5 am we were at the campsite to wipe the calva already developing our characters live in a carry- balance of the weekend. A final sprawled on the mound of shit whore who is causing me problem every year and the cup was full, it's more my age this shit ...
Ok, if I can and that the poster has good stuff, I come back next year.
Live-report made by BEERGRINDER
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