..or "Heavy Metal Holidays" as Les so aptly puts it. Anathema played a blinding half hour set and then after a frantic pack down I found my old mate Darren who'd been parked up, patiently waiting until I could get his ticket to him. What followed was booze, food and a stunning set by AC/DC who I expected would be entertaining but not nearly as good as this. Later poor Darren had to wander the campsite and eventually curl up on the grass as an inebriated Jamie had nicked his sleeping quarters, though in his defence Jay had erected two tents and got to sleep in neither.
Shame I didn't get to have a beer with Emily (who I hadn't seen since she was five years old) and her Das Bunk sign - sorry, mobile phone trouble meant I didn't get the message until I was back home. There'll be another time.
Germany on Tuesday and back to the world of bunk.
Matt Rowley is Monitor Man
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Shame Anathema played for so little time, I was totally enjoying the show! :D (but that short show left me grumpy... :/)
I guess you were at the vip camping area?
That was their allotted slot - just thirty minutes. Yep, VIP camping, though it was in no way luxurious.
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