Bloodstock Day 3: Korpiklaani, Gojira, Bloodbath and Twisted Sister
As the gods of metal finally see fit to replace unremitting rain with relentless sunshine on Bloodstock’s third and final day, it takes Finnish folk metallers Korpiklanni to remind us what weather like this is all about…As the gods of metal finally see fit to replace unremitting rain with relentless sunshine on Bloodstock’s third and final day, it takes Finnish folk metallers Korpiklaani to remind us what weather like this is all about… Drinking! Folkin’ drinkin’ music, for folkin’ drinkin’ weather. Although they might look like they stumbled out of a time tunnel thats the other end is planted some time during the Saxon conquests, there is no denying their metal credentials, and amongst a slew of songs dedicated to the sweet amber nectar Korpiklaani’s deceptively heavy riffing incites just as much head banging as their fiddle passages incite normally stern jawed metal types to indulge in a spot of ‘ho-down’ style antics. Korpiklaani also provide us with the number one thing you never thought you’d hear at Bloodstock this weekend: “Everybody ready? OK, now just follow the accordion!”
Of a wholly more serious persuasion altogether, Gojira cast far more inauspicious figures on stage, yet produce what is quite simply the most insanely powerful performance of the weekend. The sheer immensity of the French bands sound is such that the only thing anywhere near comparable is having chunks of asteroids launched at you by their namesake. By the time a skin peeling ‘Ocean Planet’ is through, the mixing desk is, it seems, a fair bit further back…. in Birmingham!
For most, following a performance of such truly epic power would be little more than an exercise in futility. Most bands however are not Swedish death metal super group Bloodbath, who play with surprisingly wilful abandon. Marking their first ever performance on these shore (and as Mikael informs us, only their eighth performance ever) their tongue-in-cheek aesthetic is nonetheless a thin veil for what is truly brutal old school death metal – a point reinforced by the pit inducing homage to German, penis munching cannibals, ‘Eaten’.
With the sun beginning to set on a decade of the UK’s premier metal fest’ there’s still one more party to be had, and thank fuck then that there are few in the business who know how to throw a mutha fuckin’ party like Twisted mutha fuckin’ Sister! An Early outing for ‘Captain Howdy’ provides the first of many sing-along opportunities for a more than willing audience, and by the time the anthem for disaffected youths (most of whom now probably have youths of their own) ‘We’re Not Gonna Take It’ rolls around, enjoyment levels are so high, most punters have contracted diabetes. And encore including a fitting Dio tribute in the shape of Rainbow’s ‘Long Live Rock ‘n’ Roll’ and the groups own ‘S.M.F’ finally brings the curtain down on what has truly been (and say it quietly, because, y’know, we’re metallers an all that) one of the most fun closing acts in Bloodstock history. See you next year, you sick mother fuckers!