Crapocalyptica

Bloodstock Open Air- Day 2: Enemy of the Sun

Here it is. Day 2. Our correspondent speaks like a man who has seen wars and undergone great tragedy, when in actuality he's just spent another day in a field getting drunk and miserable. The pussy. Read on as Metal as Fuck gets its face blasted again, but this time the metal has nothing to do with it...

For some odd reason, I woke up at a ridiculously early time in the morning. It must have been about six, as there was no sign of life outside my little domed barricade.