Summary: Rock Harz Open Air 2009
Today I finally found time to write the long overdue report on the Rock Harz Open Air. The five days were just awesome and it is hard for me to take in all the right words. Okay, one might say: It was damn hot! Lots of wacky events, great people, crazy Flash's laugh and huge bands. At a festival you live simply encapsulated in its own world, to which one yearns for weeks later. So that was it, the ROA 2009 ... ; D
8th July, Wednesday - "Stop writing and start partying"
The approach designed by train is quite entertaining, because I already en route with several like-minded people in the compartment and sat myself entertained, but funny enough, we are then run throughout the festival no longer on the road - or just unconscious. But more on that later. ; D 'Anyway, I finally had to get in way of life and found shocked that I was suddenly pretty much alone on a tiny piece of railway station in the middle of nowhere. Somehow, only two houses in further to see distance, so that arose in me already suspected that I got out wrong - but the place seems really small. Anyway, I saw some packed types are on arrival and departure schedule and thought I'd ask the time, as it looks, because that seemed the same goal as I have to. But as I got closer, it turned out that it was Peter ... x) We wanted to take first in Quedlinburg, but somehow we were sitting the whole Time in the same train without checking it. * Gg * That was already going well. ^ ^
threatening While thick clouds passed over our heads, so we opened the first 0.5 he waited for that day and on the connecting train. By then it went to Quedlinburg, where we nearly missed the exit because a certain gentleman sat too long in the loo ... xD At the station we threw ourselves a little snack once a (good sausage, I can only recommend), but by us, the bus drove away Ballenstedt before the nose: quite fatal, because the next one should first hour and a half . roll in. So camping chairs unpacked and the second 0.5, he brought out. :) But it was not long until two other festival goers offered to take us with her car. In this way we arrived but still fast and free by Ballenstedt, where the Rock Harz should take place on an airport. From there he went first to the campground. The tent structure proved to be very strong wind speeds than adventure, but the festival bivouac Peter was accustomed worse weather conditions. Then also arrived fog (Julie) , Axel and Vicky , with whom we have - built the plane - with the active help of our neighbors. I am surprised it today, that is not even in the course of the festival completely blown away. ^ ^
As we vigorously after the action of stomach growled, the grill was brought out and laid the first meat on the grill. Meanwhile, I used nor the opportunity to talk a little with our neighbors, who then spent some half the night with us. The first Met was opened, and - well, the rest of the evening I have, admittedly, not as well remembered ... xD 'Only the following words: whiskey, a total wrong sung "The Cage" by Sonata Arctica , a friendly acquaintance further south to the campground, our Neighbours were called suddenly all Jonas ... I think that's enough. ;) * Laughs *
9th July, Thursday - "The smell now for man"
The next morning started the actual festival. The campground was filled by the afternoon steadily and finally burst at the seams, so that some were even forced to stay outside the campground. Apparently, the organizers had miscalculated something because when it came to those arriving. Our neighbors off early on the boxes, and I glanced to Renko over, while the others were still asleep. We both had to struggle with the aftermath of last night, but this was the first day has been pure fun. I learned the way until the last day that fog had great headache there. x)
Anyway, for general and sobering up, due to various plans ("Let's turn the cross!"), we decided, since it would take a while for the first Bands played, make a trip to the nearby Devil's Wall. In the place still a nice salute to the troops with the megaphone who may well have tucked the whole festival of homemade beer in addition to their shower and all the people that have run past them said. xD was on the way to the wall there is a bunch of cherry trees, so the hike took a little in length. ("Whoa, let us try it!") Vicky and fog were also a few with, to later create a Vodka-O-cherry punch, which I've kind of gotten just a sip - FAE ; just filled me on Sun x) The fresh air my head was definitely more than good. Meanwhile Hagen had turned up, also had rented Martin as a permanent guest with us ("Dark the other side is ... Shut up, Yoda! Eat thy toast"). Then at last began
the fun part of the day. :) We left the festival site and reached in time for the appearance of Fiddler's Green the dark stage. Who then rocked the crowd well and brought to the boil. Particularly amusing I found the improvised "Wall of soft-folk. This was followed The Schroeder, a punk band that I did not know until then. Pretty solid performance, which are quoted sometimes we heroes remembered ("More And More"), but the highlight was the end of their set. As the front man asked if anyone in the audience could play guitar. Several hands rose up in the air and then suddenly they came for Axel to the stage, before the assembled audience was allowed to play an entire song. Fucking hot number! :) This must surely be a great feeling to play for so many people. I was really pleased for him.
This was followed by the appearance of the First Base . Huh, I was not at first sure whether the general on a Metal Festival may exist. But I was very pleasantly surprised. It was great to see how they fueled the crowd and you could see the Austrians, it was a special appearance to them. Hats off, great show. The cult is, I can only recommend. ;) Made the final then JBO of which I've only watched the first pieces because I'm simply too tired (Yes, the whole fresh air ...). So I toddles back to the campground and was suddenly faced a huge problem: There is no single floodlight was on the whole area. I knew more, that our tent was about the height of the devil's wall cross, but that's it for now. It took an hour until I finally found it - a lot of bruises, including, thanks to various canvas tent ... Fortunately, I was not the only lost and we drank a beer spontaneously before we continued the search. Hannah, I hope you have found your tent yet! xD
Shortly after I finally sat in a sleeping bag, it even turned to Peter. Everything I know about that night anymore because I'm eventually dived into the realm of dreams, but gave the other loudly there is still a very funny anecdote that night. Later came still a drunk, to us who had not found after hours of search and his men then crawled spontaneously in the tent of a girl was to spend the night in her sleeping bag. That is, on their return have been less enthusiastic about it ... His argument: "The (sleeping bag) smells now eh 'for man". Well, he eventually quartered in our supply tent, where he only stayed for a while, however, since the middle of the night he got up and crawled into the tent to Hagen. x), where he was then loudly snoring to some well 6 clock before he set out to continue your search. Real great. :]
10th July - Friday, breastplate of yellow bags "
The next day I felt like I was reborn and was early on the legs, especially since Peter and I wanted to look at the young Metaler of Battle Creek that already played in the afternoon. But unfortunately we just missed - had breakfast too long. xD Instead, now was a whole pack Metalcore announced, a genre with which I can somehow start anything. Therefore Isolated , Cripper and DTA roared past us in passing, while we the merch stands scouring at the festival site. We also met by chance on Ducky and Stefan von Schandmaul, which rooted just by a couple of CDs. :) Even the great couch pillows at the concession stand were not to be despised.
rested, we went to Heidevolk that count for me the highlights of this year's Rock Harz. Damn great show! The Dutch Folk Metal boarded with swords and shields the stage before they let go a real Paganfeuerwerk. :) Partying until total exhaustion! :) Then played Nachtgeschrei to which I was also pretty great. I was however disappointed by the following two bands, Troll and anger. The former was still at least the guy with the tambourine a certain style factor, but overall it sounded rather flat. Maybe it was also at the Soundabmischung, but because I had expected more.
moment later followed Coppelius that emerged after a few minutes as cool. I am anyway a fan of bands that hammer out a metal with classical instruments sound quality, but here also came up in an outfit reminiscent of the twenties. Particularly noteworthy is the singer, Pinned in which one has that he is fully into it put into its role ("Dear audience!"), and drummer who has ever shaken just a minute long solo from the sleeve. Also Battlelore rocked off well.
Since there are now pouring rain, then we trotted back to the tent, to bring us next to a strengthening of the garbage bags. Nebel said that she had bought extra yet which - as it turned out, there were only 20-liter bag, which plants will also skin-tight ... xD The parts looked like breastplate, where exactly in the middle ein riesiges „Der gelbe Sack" prangte. Nun ja... x) In diesem gewagten Outfit ging es zurück zum Festivalgelände, um Epica anzuschauen, die einen tollen Auftritt ablieferten und mich vollkommen überzeugten. Den Abschluss an diesem Abend bildeten Unheilig und der Co-Headliner Schandmaul , die das Festivalgelände brechend füllten. Aber zu der Band muss ich sowieso nicht mehr viel schreiben, es war mein sechstes Konzert und ich finde es total schade, dass sie erst wieder 2011 auftreten werden. Aber dafür winkt ein gigantisches Album. :) Der Weg zum Zelt erwies sich später als überraschend straightforward, where then was again fired up the grill, leave it to finish off the night.
11th July, Saturday - "And when the crowd's on fire"
The last festival day dawned much too quickly and before we knew it, we were again in front of the stage to the appearance of AOK . to-follow Peter: "They are awesome, we need to look at all costs." NaIO, somehow had something. x) During the gig the band and the audience threw each other heads of cabbage, slices of toast and other things around the ears while them to songs like "Pop (p) song", "meat sticks" and "flashes in Wallachia" rocking out. I think everyone should have seen at least once. * Grin * must Then it went back to the tent where several people have stumbled against 17 clock around and have later been completely different things, which I will not go into at this point. x) 'After a chilled-"lunch" we pulled it all clean Tankard where we could party hard - just like Korpiklaani that followed thereafter. Both bands are also part of my highlights, according to their Performances, I was so done, that Peter and I Grave Digger only watched from a distance, while enjoying a cool Met. But, huh, which also rocked clean off. :) Man, so many great bands in a heap. ;) * G *
But the neck muscles did not come to rest, because Arch Enemy turned on fully and robbed me pretty much the last reserves of strength. "Threshold", wohoo! Then I met up with Vicky and Axel Metstand while fog somewhere before dark stage won a place in the front rows, because now ASP stood in the wings. We looked the spectacle from behind and locked inside a little bit off with his coat resin, since we headlined the festival, which was still to come, do not know. While the Gothrock so delivered should their program, I went to the waffle stand (Woah, have breakfast rarely so tasty waffles: D), where he arrived to talk with someone who was looking forward to the next totally Act: WASP " The one should not miss, that's a true rock legend! "That makes me curious, so I decided to Axel and reinzulauschen spontaneously, sometimes in one song and decide on whether we have the tent or remains. And what can I say, the first song haute me so blown away that we still looked almost the entire gig. :) Fantastic Hard Rock, including minute-long guitar solos. Honestly, what more could you want? ;) * G *
still thrilled we returned to the tents and let the evening end comfortably ("Please come closer to the grill, as it is not so cold also burns one of them had been no ... Ouch! "). Renko and Martin also honored us for a while before most turned into bed. Then it was about 6 clock Lachflash incomming: x) "
Moon kneels in the awning, discovered a lost support bar and shouts, "Hey, I have here a rod"
Peter: "We do not now know if you still have a bar!" It
followed by a detailed presentation of the topic, why you should not wipe with disinfectant wipes your ass, culminating in various school anecdotes. xD 'That was it finally, lights off - by Festival. :)
12th July, Sunday - "Forever Free"
remains at the end of me to say is that with all of you damn much fun and I hope that we will repeat next year. :)
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