I have quite a few updates to make and I'll start with the awesomeness that was the Hole in the Sky Bergen metal festival that took place 24th to 27th of August. This was the last Hole in the Sky festival ever (supposedly) and they appropriately named the event "The Last Supper". There were club shows the Wednesday and Thursday nights at Garage and bigger shows on Friday and Saturday at USF. I only attended the Friday and Saturday night events.
I got a spot front row centre. \m/
18:00- Negative Plane: I don't really remember much about this band. Not bad but I didn't feel like they were anything special either.
18:50- Ghost: I enjoyed this band. Their stage presence was entertaining with the vocalist wearing a Satanic pope outfit and face mask while the rest wore hooded robes. With the doom music and powerful incense it made me feel like I was at a ritualistic black funeral.
19:55- Nifelheim: Good band, good show. Hate to say but their skullets were distracting.
Now here I must say that I was going pretty crazy in the crowd for Primoridal, singing along, headbanging, etc. It was very hot and I was using up lots of energy and I hadn't really eaten much more that day besides a bunch of peanuts and a hotdog. So when the next band came on...
22:35- Godflesh: and they were boringly repetitive (not like droning black metal repetitive but in a way that makes me certain I could learn any of their bass lines in an afternoon and I can NOT play instruments to save my life), and had the fog machines blowing smoke a couple times a minute I started to not feel so good. I started feeling like I was going to vomit and the next thing I realize I'm on the other side of the barricade with security holding me up. I was escorted to the medics who brought me out to a cold hallway and gave me water. One of them just chatted with me about the show and what I was doing in Norway until I started feeling better. I was a little worried that they wouldn't let me back into the show but it was no problem. I hung around the side until Godflesh was done before making my way back to my spot at the front (a feat I did not think would happen).
After the show I hung around the venue with a fellow female metalhead who's from Italy in the vain attempt to meet famous people. I decided that it wasn't a good idea to push my exhausted body any further so I got McDonald's and went to bed.
I was less enthused about the Saturday show in general despite it being the one with the really big names so I won't really go through all the bands that played and just say that my favourite band of the night was undoubtedly Enslaved. Great music and great stage presence, Grutle just seemed so friggen happy to be on stage. I'm not sure if they actually planned for their encore or if they just claimed extra time but I was happy that they did. Enslaved has been a band that I've always liked whenever I've heard but I've never actually made an effort to actually listen to them in depth. That has become a priority.
I also want to listen to Helheim more, all I know is that they're actually good Viking metal. They had a guest appearance by Hoest of Taake which I expected. Mayhem and Immortal- I honestly couldn't care less about. I appreciate Mayhem's contribution to black metal but I don't really care about them now and I can't look at Abbath without laughing so I can't take Immortal seriously.
-The crowd was really really tame. As far as I saw/felt there was no mosh pits and certainly no crowd surfing. I didn't have to fight to claim by position in front row and I certainly didn't have to fight to keep it considering I left once to pee and once when I fainted and I was able to return to my place both times hassle-free. I'm guessing this was because the general attendee was much older then at a typical concert. This was probably due to the effort and cost of traveling to Bergen for the show.
-I was very surprised at how small the venue was. But I guess it makes sense given Bergen is quite a small city.
-I don't understand the desire for so many metal females to dress like absolute skanks. Including the woman in my hostel who must have been in her 40s who spent several hours each day putting on layers of makeup and wore skirts that would have looked trashy on a 20 year old.