Wednesday, August 27, 2008

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On the morning of the 13th Augustus was now advanced to a small group of fans made psychologically dubious art of stick to their heroes live and do in color.
The trip went very well and after a little over 1 1 / 2 hours we were nearing Dinkelsbühl, in a traffic jam!
But even that could do no harm to our mood and we spent almost 2 hours of "jam-time" in order to define new rights for women to discuss the spelling and us to heat our friends from the police who do not know well the good friends waiting for each other.
was also an occasional one photo that I most people but for legal reasons can not publish unfortunately ;-)















Here we see a wonderful example of how signs should look like numbers and images can give a false impression.
Because: No, the black metal has not assimilated the-core-vegan-delusion and shot the German spelling in the wind but here are supposed to Norwegian Black Metal

;-) Then it was finally time the first bodies of the Festival grounds came into view and before we knew it Were we even at the last minute before the campground entrance.
Our car was checked briefly on boot, short Look, here and there raised or to the side then pushed it the festival wristband (which looked way as his on cow spots shown, after much back and forth we finally agreed on it probably should be dead heads) picked up and off we went.

A free site for our tent was quickly found, and the same level, despite some strong winds in a short time.
Our neighbors made a good impression (which was later to confirm but not) and so we were, if a little stressed out, very relaxed and went to the merchandise stand where I bought one and Sibel Festival shirt.
Only Timo wanted his money for later shopping spree save
;-) After a brief visit to the party tent (in the already played the first bands) we spent the other day with very witty conversation, play cards and of course food.
paved here but at first problems, open the cans to be learned!















Here we see a prime example of how it should not make :-P
course, met us at this whole mess no guilt.
The stupid wars can opener!
Man God damned piece of metal can left-top of the See image.
If someone has a tutorial for this inhumane piece of junk he can let me get it to you.
We have at least found a way to do what you do with it really should open cans!
But this problem was solved.
The festival's "supermarket", there was fortunately (Easy-) opener.

The next day was, unfortunately, are less good than the first. We first saw
us Graveworm , the boys and girls from the Tyrol delivers solid work, even if the singer scream in the intro of Blood Work hinbekam not like on the record: set-P

then Let us make hay before the main stage and drove us the time to finally Arch Enemy appeared on the scene.
The band had real fire made and orderly atmosphere, and there was laughing one or the other the saw between songs Angela for a fun program ^ ^
Unfortunately, Sibel not so much from this gig to a crowd surfing (of which there Unfortunately, far too many were ...) dropped her with his boots on the head, which brought her regular headaches.
Such was our next stop after our favorite arch-enemies not Behemoth but the medical camp.
seemed Fortunately, all but nothing serious and to be back after an hour we went to the tent where we stopped to eat us something.

But the day should also have ready for me a surprise in the form of a large dose of pain.
As if from nowhere a sudden my neck started to hurt, I measured the first but no great significance because my neck muscles had been strained by throughout the day from.
But the pain became more intense, spread out on the back and chest and did not care what I did irgentwann always hurt irgentwas.
much sleep that night I was not even that would not all be so bad. The worst
Solte follow the next day:
The Friday started out as rainy morning, and remained one more or less.
Our neighbors sold their time to fill their empty bottles of alcohol and their body's supply.
It developed one of them a certain illusion of the destruction culminated in it he took me 2 dents in the car.

Well then that's probably the downside of such Ferihegy but what can you do?

But enough of the bad sides and back to the really important:
The first band we saw on Friday were As I Lay Dying , but it is my favorite metalcore band, I was rather disappointed yet. The
had the simple reason that I first few weeks have seen before at Wacken, well I think that in itself would not be so bad but they played exactly the same set and even the announcements were the same or at least very similar.
I thought it was very sad, clearly from a certain number of gigs a year around a certain routine and possibly even boredom but maybe also not understand it better. Otherwise the performance was
but certainly good, as I am too accustomed to the contrary by this band.

Next, we have seen Rotten Sound , unfortunately only in the party tent, therefore, was the mixing is rather poor because there gespeilt even classically without PA and everything comes from the amplifiers. Despite all were able to convince the guys hammering neat, nice stages to a Bang and allways straight on! " as Grindcore Solte flat.
for nothing but very good for all days zwischendruch:-P

then we have seen due to the thing with my car nor the end of Six Feet Under . Well so I have to say though that I think they live next to it not so as to drive but above all these totally inappropriate Screams Schuff a rather bad picture.
Well, here I am probably not entirely objective, I found this band has never been good and do not understand their success so right.

Last but not on this day at the same time played the best days Band: Kataklysm .
My apprehension they would only play songs from her latest work, turned out not to happiness and even the few they had played live yet, not so bad as expected.
Even my (somewhat primitive) favorite "Blood On The Swarn" they had in their program that I am particularly
:-) The band was also equal to me very sympathetic, British Share Ways had their equipment messy / not delivered on time and so had they borrow at Eluveitie something.
nice to see the perfectly even with the "big" things do not go ;-)

The next day was like a personal Hight-Light at the top of the list: Agrypnie.
Although the performance lasted just 30 minutes better than my young skin from the stool.
First they played "and do not lead me into temptation", Geknüppel gets under your skin.
Also "The burden of memory" of the party was also a song with goosebumps factor.
After the show we were still long before the stage and begged for the addition but unfortunately nothing came ...-.-

Now I had to look at me a little time at the end of Neaera .
But here was the only great power which the band produced a huge Circel-Pit. Well I already have
me for the Metalcore decided live only makes sense if one front Mosht with.
here above is rather modest.

, also with Heaven Shall Burn . Except "Voice of the Voiceless" and "Black Tears" (my favorite song HSB) I found the site rather tiring.

Then came only a band on but I'm particularly pleased also: Cradle Of Filth .
The island people gave quite a good job even if the Backround singer was not quite at the height seemed to me. Too bad they
the last band of the festival for me were the so I hardly had any energy to honor it properly.

Well done with the Cradle were we made ourselves right on the way home.
These 4 eventful days we had made it quite ready and we were all very glad to be back in our beds.
Until next summer, the festival season dawns, we will again be fully operational and I can now hardly wait to eat again every day ;-)
the ravioli despite everything that went wrong, I found this festival but very beautiful and had much fun with my two colleagues, see you soon!

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

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happiness?

Why is everything so complicated? Never
things go the way you would have liked.
When finally everything is as it should be,
there is always a little something that makes it all gets.

I would hope that I just had a lucky escape.
The one time really all right.
But no, we all know that there is no such thing never existed.
apparently is a kind of happiness Metazustand is practically impossible to do, seek the
all won to reach by any means.
Is it even good to be unhappy, perhaps?
unlucky but not further or?

the happiness is but a standstill, but it means "leave everything" to do.
happiness equals satisfaction and it is also the same.
be satisfied is to do nothing.
So perhaps we should rather set the goal unhappiness
this goal is to reach at least, and not as meaningless as the aim
(or better the die) of happiness.

But all the knowledge of these things does not make it easier for me not
and not for anyone else.
We all carry the same river, drawn by the flow of happiness,
inevitably draws us into the vortex of the disaster.

This raises the crucial question: What things? Has the
any sense?
happiness and satisfaction = halt, and not only that, but especially
simply unattainable, but if not then keep.
Logically it should be on best be equal to the fingers of this
terrible things.

But "disaster"? Is this a state in which you want to live?
Of course not!
What do we do?
Now there is only one way, at least for me.
You can only close your eyes and dream of happiness, at least.
I will have to accept that the dream is the only thing that really makes sense
in life ...

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play me a song of spring on Friehofstor

you thought well, as you would have with a lot of good word, since we are the thoughtful
shame, anger, hatred, anger forget ...
you thought well, when we were sweet wine and Fruits brought
Since we had eaten how deluded the Kriechervolk ...

in the dust!
And all the lies will be your last words
in the dust!

presented in this dark crypt down all the dreams I once hid
you flesh and blood for more than just stories, songs
Yet art and dreams have long predation for the blind masses
In Our signs, they live for everything we hate

lies in this dark crypt of the belief in the world buried
you grab slobbering, to refresh himself on what we loved,
you drool dark verses violate any true dream awake
gallows twilight attach them to every tree ...

In this dark crypt we dwell in silent anger
schindend us no further in order to cure the ills of other
happy that we have nothing but the desire burneth here binds
And the hope remains that those in search of honest , we find

rust is build on a cold iron gate of the old grave stone garden
veil forsaken spider webs dress thorn trees
dew of burial site sits in the sticky, soft silk
dark fruit is dull on moss, sow the roots bad dreams
Only a faint fog lights, the moon lost dunst'ge
rock cathedrals stand rough and without gloss up
Ivy eats the dead lights, stalling the crosses that cover the graves
find me and play me a song of spring at the cemetery gate
- Nocturnus, play me love a spring song at the Friedhostor

I this text, especially the last line has my eye.
What can this be said?
I think everyone has their own interpretation of such a text and that makes him more interesting.
How I would like to express myself in artistic ways similar to.

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My voice

Lately, I often have the need to express myself, but I
missing both audiences and the leisure pronounce these words.
why I've created this blog to all of the rid.

Here are my thoughts, I will complain about the world but also Lyrics move me and touch will find its place.

What I hope for them? Not much, with the hope that is bekanntlichermaßen such a thing.
But maybe, maybe something more.
A piece of me to disclose to realize I in this text work.