Bloodstock 2011 (Day 2) – 13 August 2011

It’s widely accepted that the first band of any festival day are a good test for the PA, fortunate enough to be invited and should just be happy to be on the team. However, every so often …

Skeletonwitch
Having travelled from Ohio, though probably not this morning, Skeletonwitch arrive backstage a ridiculously fine cut fifteen minutes before show time. So, getting themselves together to make it onstage at the appointed hour is impressive, although given what occurs – I think everyone would have been willing to wait. As soon as they make it out into the open they launch into a tirade of hard Midwestern hybrid metal with ‘Upon Wings Of Black’ and ‘Submit To The Suffering’. Wow! This is an undisputed, two punch knockout and it’s clear that Skeletonwitch fancy the job in hand, with material demanding the undivided attention of anyone within striking distance. By the time the third number ‘Crushed Beyond Dust’ rings out – horns are aloft, collective voices are raised in approval and the circle pit is in full motion. What continues is a formidable set, an amalgamation of classic Bay Area thrash, Scandinavian death/black metal and NWOBHM. As front man Chance Barnette barks out the final lines of closer ‘Within My Blood’ – a clear marker has been laid down. Skeletonwitch didn’t just warm up the Ronnie James Dio main stage PA, they left it red hot.

Grave Digger
You just can’t help some people. After all the groundwork done by the openers, German power metallers Grave Digger set about squandering a golden opportunity. Making their entrance to ‘Paid In Blood’ which sounds like the Braveheart soundtrack, it would seem whatever heart Grave Digger have, it certainly isn’t brave. Clearly there are onstage sound problems, but rather than soldiering on, as one would expect from a band of their experience, lead spade man Chris Boltendahl spends much of the opener aimlessly wandering from band mates to stage crew to audience, hands splayed in panic, presumably looking for help and/or sympathy. This is a mistake that Grave Digger will never recover from. Metalheads help those that help themselves and although guitarist Axel Ritt tries to pull it all back together, the damage has been done. The rest of the set is as stiff as a twice buried corpse. Boltendahl does at least try to rouse the audience into interaction during ‘Excalibur’ but this fails miserably and things just look worse. Somebody should have told the hapless Herr Boltendahl, when you’re in a deep hole, stop digging.

Scandinavians always travel in numbers. Be it sporting events, tourism or the rape and pillage of new lands. Wherever you find one Son of Odin you’ll probably find hundreds, and Bloodstock Saturday is no exception. The line up for today is a Finnish led Norse invasion. Tarot, featuring the Hielta brothers Marco (ex Nightwish) and Zachary, kick off the mini Viking fest in a pleasingly powerful manner. Tarot are followed by Finntroll and Ihsahn, with tales of gods, goblins and ogres abound for the next couple of hours. With large numbers of their Clansmen making the trip across the North Sea, these bands have something of an easy ride today, so it’s time for those who don’t believe in fairytales to see what the other stages have to offer.

Dripback
Over on the Sophie Lancaster Stage Dripback walk out and grab everybody by the collective throat. This is plain nasty, thraping, mach 10 metal, but at the same time it isn’t just gratuitous sabre rattling. These guys definitely have the songs to back up all of their power and speed. Sometimes the pace is so frenetic that they trip, stumble, but always managing to avoid the fall. Dripback’s insatiable appetite for what they do endears them to everybody, clearly having the musical muscle to do exactly what they claim. Respect is earned not given and it’s payday for Dripback.

Foul Body Autopsy
Foul Body Autopsy(aka Tom Reynolds) is nothing short of a revelation. Whoever heard of a one man metal band? No? Well you better listen up. Having already grabbed the attention of a couple of hundred or so curious watchers on the Jagermeister Stage on Friday lunchtime it’s time for Tom to really show out on the New Blood Stage. Armed only with an ipod, guitar and bucket loads of desert dry humour, Foul Body Autopsy proceeds to wow all present with a set of such basic originality it’s brilliant. Reynolds shreds the air with lightning fretwork whilst growling and squawking vocals with the savage aggression of ten men. Yet he stands alone. This kind of act would have critics at the Edinburgh Fringe salivating into their tofu, here at Bloodstock it just blows everybody away. Foul Body Autopsy is like a thirty second thrash theatre that has to be seen to be believed. The word is out on this young fella and I urge you to catch him just as soon as you possibly can.

Def Con One
Def Con One are a victim of circumstance, the circumstance being Foul Body Autopsy is halfway through his set when they take to the Sophie Lancaster stage to begin theirs. Thus the Geordie groove metallers lose the numbers game and this has a clear effect on a stuttering performance. Don’t get me wrong, Def Con One’s brutal groove is low and wide, they have some excellent songs – ‘Blood’ and ‘Weapons of War’ being stand outs, but it’s evident these are confidence players, and without the audience they need (and perhaps expect) to provide a responsive energy surge, they just seem a little lost. Those who wander in to see the last third of the set, warm to the band instantly – so things do pick up for sure. Def Con One don’t make many forays out of their native North East, and they may go scurrying back there after this, which would be a shame, because they do have much to offer. They could always do what the Scandinavians do and bring their own crowd with them.

Wintersun
Back on the Ronnie James Dio stage Wintersun bring a touch of pomp to proceedings. Their music is not often pit friendly but the musicianship is of the highest quality and is represented well in the live setting. The audience remain attentive and appreciative throughout as Wintersun’s creator and frontman Jari Maenpaa leads his troops through cascading epics: ‘Beyond The Dark Sun’, ‘Winter Madness’ and the climatic finisher ‘Starchild’. The band handles the complexity with ease and although the visual performance provided little to nothing to write home about, the positive crowd response at the end confirmed this level of skill and creativity is to be valued.

Therion
If you’re not familiar with Therion you can be caught a little off-guard. A large number of quizzical looks within the crowd hint that the Swedish outfit need to work hard to sell their symphonic metal to an audience that mostly didn’t sign up for this. The show that Therion serve up is a cross between Phantom Of The Opera and Interview With A Vampire, but done in a very hammer horror way. In fact if it turned out there was a writing credit for Andrew Lloyd Webber, nobody would blink. Yes, this is more Shaftesbury Avenue than Bloodstock, but sometimes you’ve just gotta go with it. So, once you get over the initial incredulity, and the production line of singers appearing from every nook and cranny – you slowly start to realise Therion really are quite good at this. Open power chords marry up with some pretty tight riffage, whilst a grand flood of keyboards buttress the plethora of choral and operatic, Wagnerian vocal arrangements. This is not an easy act to get together anywhere, but in the end Therion do manage to pull it off with some aplomb, as songs ‘Sitra Ahra’, ‘Call of Dagon’ and ‘The Rise of Sodom and Gomorrah’ are all accepted generously. I wouldn’t say the Swedes win over a new army of fans, or that anybody understands it more at the end than they did at the start, but it is indeed entertaining. Therion have negotiated some potentially choppy seas today and I think they’ll consider that a result.

Rhapsody Of Fire
Rhapsody Of Fire continue the operatics but their music has more to offer in the way of conventional metal, so the crowd relax a little more as enjoyment comes their way a little easier. Churning out their Hollywood soundtrack, Rhapsody Of Fire are adroitly power metal, with tracks such as ‘On The Way To Ainor’, ‘Dawn Of Victory’ and ‘Reign Of Terror’, with the well earned encore ‘Emerald Sword’ bringing their recital to a rousing finale.

Immortal
I think it’s fair to say that the majority of fans were more than ready to get back to basics. Thank the Gods, any Gods, Norse, Greek or otherwise for Immortal. Just when it seemed like full on, brutal, head crushing metal was a thing of distant memory on the Ronnie James Dio stage, the arena is filled with enough dry ice to obscure the known planets and three silhouettes – that are Immortal – advance into the open. Jet black hair flowing behind them, studded leather glinting in what little light has penetrated the thick white smokescreen, and that oh so familiar cubist face paint. The trio take their places and the night air is blasted into smithereens as Abbtath, Horgh and Apollyon smash into ‘All Shall Fall’. An almighty roar goes up from the faithful, who in truth, have had their good graces and patience sorely tested by much of what has gone before this today. However, the machine gunning drums, bone shuddering bass and crushing guitar brings out the animal in everybody. The pit churns, Apollyons hair whips around like a set of redlining helicopter blades Abbath snarls out the words with true malevolence. Everything is right in Bloodstock world once more. As the set progresses, the pace – as if it were possible – shifts up a gear and the crowd respond in kind. ‘The Rise Of Darkness ‘is delivered like a jack boot to the solar plexus and then the Immortal standard ‘Call Of The Wintermoon’ shifts it over official breakneck speed. ‘Withstand The Fall Of Time’ and encores ‘Beyond the North Waves’ and ‘The Sun No Longer Rises’ conclude the onslaught as Immortal don’t just bring the house down, they reduce it to dust, by means of waged war.

Review: Noel Fischer
Photography: Steve Johnston

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