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Kreator, the maestros of all things fast, the generals of German thrash, strutted onto the Bloodstock stage and ripped my guts out at incomprehensible speed. I felt like I’d been hit by a train and then trampled on by a stampede of elephants, and I wouldn’t have expected anything less.
Over the years Kreator have given us some fine thrash, and hearing those tracks played live at dangerously high volumes, seamlessly located a missing piece in the puzzle of my life. Everything made sense at that moment. Thrash metal makes sense generally. You either have it in your blood or you don’t, you cannot learn how to like this music, you are either with us, or you’re not.
Kreator’s followers loyally obeyed each riff, each blast beat, each scream and shout; head banging to the amalgamative perfection presented before them. Today, these fans are soldiers of metal, together as an army, but next week they are individual outcasts, ridiculed for having long hair or wearing a cut sleeved denim jacket. In these moments, the struggle becomes a victory. The struggle is forgotten. Milland "Millie" Petrozza accidentally lightened the hearts of these angry metal warriors with hilarious broken English which never fails to generate an uproarious response.
Kreator played an outstanding set covering a wide variety of their discography and no one left disappointed. Until next time our German brothers!
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