Bloodstock - Sunday 14.08.2011 - Part 11 - Final Chapter - Burnin' 'Till The End

After Morbid Angel had finished their set, I looked at my phone and found five missed calls and three text messages, all from SP.

“Ere geeze, I couldn’t take it anymore, my eyes were burning. I’ve gone back to the car.”

Burning is a term me and my friend Sam Clayton use to describe someone who blasts out metal at high volumes on their own, sweating profusely from the struggle of sheer intensity attacking them. But then SP went and brought a whole new meaning to the word. The metal was so forceful and complicated, it was actually burning his eyes, to the point where the mere sight of Morbid Angel was too much for him to take.

I’ve already seen Motorhead twice, and the last time was very disappointing. I was knackered and somewhat unenthused, so I decided to call it and day and go back to the car. SP wasn’t joking about his eyes of fire, but he put it down to a combination of lack of sleep, and hay fever. I secretly suspected that Morbid Angel had somehow infected his retinas.

I could have stayed to watch Motorhead, but I wanted to leave the festival on a high, and Lemmy’s unpredictable can’t be arsed attitude, could have spoilt that. Apparently they were shit anyway.

Here's a few more photographs:

            Friday Crowd:
            http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627671678670/

Friday Denim:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627547646475/

Friday Misc (there's some brilliant pitures of the serious security gaurds in this set):

            http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627547652689/

            Saturday Misc:
            http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627547697551/

            Saturday Crowd:
            http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627672434678/

            Saturday Denim:
            http://www.flickr.com/photos/snap-your-neck/sets/72157627704127674/

Bloodstock was immense.

Thank you so much!

9.9/10