Wednesday, 14 September 2011

Bloodstock - Sunday 14.08.2011 - Part 9 - Amaranthe - Full Band



It was almost time to see that sexy bitch from Amaranthe again, so I headed towards the Sophie Lancaster stage early to get a good spot before the other photographers.

The band walked on stage and started to play their first song. After analyzing their image, I began to question their authenticity and background. Their songs were very poppy aimed at the radio, but sneakily wrapped in a mask of metal clichés, fooling their innocent unsuspecting prey. All members of the band had individual dress codes that covered different demographics and areas of cultural acceptance. None of them are ugly (sounds a bit gay), and one bloke looked as if he could have been in a boy band. Is this the metal equivalent of Take That? I thought. My concerns were further strengthened upon returning home and looking at their website; they were being marketed just like a manufactured band would. And how the fuck would all those totally different people meet each other? Elize fits the bill perfectly; a decent voice, but with the looks of a goddess.

I then forgot about my purist morals, and started staring at Elize’s arse, getting as many pictures of her tight body as I could. I think (hope) she recognized me from the acoustic tent, because she smiled and knelt down in front of my camera giving me my own personal pose. I got some great shots and the beginnings of a hard-on.

I didn’t really listen to the music after I lost interest in it, and placed my efforts and concentration on the photos. I think it would be unfair to give Amaranthe a rating out of ten, because in a musical sense, I wasn’t really there, so I’ll leave you with some pictures that will make you want to fuck Elize. Enjoy!

Photos:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627457644520/

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