13/08 Ci alziamo come al solito di buon mattino, tipo le tredici o giù di lì. Tanto è ormai appurato che l'inizio ce lo dobbiamo perdere. Con la calma e la flemma che ci contraddistingue arriviamo alle 14:30 inoltrate. Stanno già suonando i Letze Ins tanz, che bellamente ignoriamo. La seconda giornata è a mio parere, musicalmente interessante, ma meno impegnativa della precedente per cui saremo spesso al cazzeggio o a fare shopping. Ma andiamo per ordine la giornata inizia per noi con i Rotersand . Com'era prevedibile si dimostrano un grande gruppo. Osannati in Germania, dopo averli ascoltati dal vivo, ne capisco la ragione. Sono stati, forse, il concerto più bello throughout the festival. Or at least one of the most beautiful. Techno Electro hour of class, never boring, to be danced from beginning to end. A real pleasure. We go outside and see the end of Bitrhday The Massacre . What are nice, but too well cariniiiiiiii. I also like on CD, live and is the second time that I see seem to me .... bellini! A applaud anyway that big cunt that matches the name of Chibi, which handle with great care the microphone. No longer, we slack a couple of beers and wait for the Apoptygma Berzerk . Another group was waiting to see for years. But there I was frankly a bit 'wrong. I'm not been a disappointment, indeed, but it was not what I expected. Here we are talking about a historical group, one of the cornerstones of EBM people who taught music to make the Icon Of Coil and the Covenant. For the uninformed Icon Of Coil Combichrist i gave birth. I was expecting a concert that I bare in power and violence. Like hell! I felt a 'lack of good Oretta electro pop sometimes very rocking. With lots of young girls into a frenzy by wet chicks, under the stage at the sight of the singer. To say that I did not like saying what is false. Rather, I was blown away. Perhaps because we are light years away from what I thought. The reason for this change? Boh? I will document and I'll know. A lthough as already I think, is the base money. But this is a hypothesis. At 17:50 after a thorough preparation to go on stage Ministry. For the next hour there will be a single word to describe the situation. War! A concert of the Ministry is like being kicked in the face wake up, and after 10 second pause, be taken with a stick. They gave a shock to the whole festival. Moreover we are always talking about some of the inventors of electronic and shot enough of the first EBM. Not just the newcomers. One hour of pure sonic devastation, Al Jourgensen, despite being completely tired, and can monopolize the attention with his anti-Bush tirades. Of course they can unleash a wild pogo. Perhaps the smaller group of dark gothic festival, but certainly the most devastating. Te
Rmin the orgy of sound Ministry, for me also ends the M'era Moon. As they say, the rest is history. In the sense that now I was interested to see who went and played the rest of the evening spent fooling around. Do not miss the opportunity to make a couple of photos to Within Temptation , headlining the second night, but musically sufficiently unbearable. I spend my last three or four hours of fuckin 'around festivals and shopping in local shops, but also shooting a bit' of people dressed in theme. We are now at the end, Among people who start sbaraccare and cram their wares, there are those who decide to go straight, raising his loud music and begin to form small Capanella, gradually become larger, people dancing outside the stand. This is also M'era Moon.
14/08
time of delivery, the Luna M'era now finished, and also for our two explorers of the dark
International is now time to return to his native Italy. We leave our luxurious apartment and take the way home. The return trip goes smoothly or episodes worthy note. If we neglect a German that the highway after having crossed the road began to take pictures of our car and shows us so aggressive. Or that while I was driving between Ingolstadt and Monaco and maintain not just a quiet speed of 200 km / h a guy (also German) began sfanalarmi to pass. And I went to two hundred. Mah? Any of strange people. The only fact really worthy of note was the challenge between me and Andrew. What could it be that has competition in two young guys like us ok. A beautiful invitation to those who made the score more smelly. Obviously I have triumphed both odor frequency. A nothing is worth the full sandwich with cheese cake and eaten by my cousin to an obscure Austrian motorway services. My shitwave annihilated him. So after ten-hour drive we went home. A 'last message from Andrea about an hour later. The text read simply: "home." Germany was over and even Luna M'era now what to expect?
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