Running to Camden and eating takeaway in the queue was a slow start to the day, with people patiently waiting in the sun for ticket/wristband exchange.
Before I get to the music, everyone's annoyed by bouncers, that's just a fact. Though non of them asked for ID this year (even though you need to be at least 18 for a wristband last year some were just casual bouncers who pissed off the crowd for no reason) they did stop people entering certain venues because of overcrowding. Now this sounds like a good idea, but when they finally let you in when the set is over... Well, that does tend to piss you off.
Bands to watch out for which are genius:
The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing,
Longy, (they played everywhere, a bit like Funeral For a Friend)
Jaws,
Glen Matlock,
Josh Flowers and the Wild,"Interpretive dance is still welcome" - "Don't get too sunburnt, get really pissed",
and obviously While She Sleeps - this may not seem like an obvious, but their fanbase is so tight and vibey, and the moshpit was so good that there is no way I won't see them again even for the vibe. It helps that the band is awesome and the music is bitchin.
Bullet For My Valentine were also there, and people went quite mental for them - at least half of the bruises I've accumulated are due to overzealous moshers. There were even tufts of hair on the beer-stained floor when us punters started to take our leave.
There were many more bands, but it's rather a struggle to run everywhere for hours, pushing past the crowds and tourists.
Longy in Brewdog
