Everything felt way cooler this time round. Maybe it's because I'm old (27 I am now guys, jeez) but I liked not getting squashed to a messy pulp in every room. Actually, I liked just being able to go into every room whenever I liked (as opposed to last year when they had to close off the doors as capacity in one room was at max. So you were trapped in the one you didn't want to be in missing the band you were dying to see. Brilliant.). They also had a cool merch hall, the acoustic stage was moved out to the ice rink room (official name? Meh) and downstairs was the Kerrang stage. Basically it all flowed a hell of a lot better, and I for one had a RUDDY EXCELLENT TIME.
My musical highlights (god it sounds like I went to the opera) were definitely We Came as Romans, Attila (I love their description of themselves as 'party metal', amazin'), Memphis May Fire and Blood Command. FIT. Lonely the Brave, Fact and Itch were also pretty sick, and Parkway Drive. I bopped myself silly to these lot, a mixture of metal type shreds, a splice of pop punk (but not too much to make it twee) and a hell of a lotta screaming. HEAVEN.
The only band that I thought 'Oh I am gonna love these guys' was Chiodos, and, to put it bluntly, I didn't. But lots of others did so that's all marvellous. As for all the other bands, I either didn't see them, or I did but they made no particular impact on me. That's how it goes innit.
(Also I'm totally reppin' my 'Lady & the Beast' t-shirt, cheeky.)
Ok I said I'd do some apparel shoutouts - 'cause I'm a girl and I like buying shit ok.
First to Vans, oh mate, you must have made a killing. £15 tees with a free bag or hat?! You bloody geniuses. I totally went there, and I don't regret it either.
Secondly I (because I'm weak) got this gorgeous wee necklace from Then, Now, Always apparel. It helps when you wander past a stall and you instinctively go 'Ooooooo!' at whatever they have on display, but it also helps immensely if the person at that stall is friendly and engaging. You don't want the hard sell, you just want someone to be, well, nice. And this chap was. I don't know his name, but he was a blonde American dude; so well done to you sir. Their stuff is pretty simple, but it's well made and it's those little details that get you. I love the name/slogan too, as a hopeless romantic at heart I was sucked in. Typical.
After getting sucked into very pretty but ultimately pointless jewellery (but that I still dote on), I decided to get something that I actually needed- a winter hat. Having a scruffy old one from H&M which looked a bit more like wearing Grumpy Cat on my head wasn't yankin' my chain no more, so I doggedly went to each stall and looked for a burgundy woolly hat (yes, I'd already decided the colour beforehand. That's how annoying I am.). I was spoilt for choice but in the end I went for this sassy number by Big Deal Clothing. They had some rad stuff, and I got a free cookie, sweeties and stickers. I mean, what's a girl to do in the face of all that free stuff, really.
The only thing to put me off a smidge since then is actually their website- there's a 'be a big deal' tab with photos of girls with their arses and whatnot on display being a 5 minute celeb. There is of course lots of other photos of cool looking lads and lasses sporting the clothing, but considering their 'Biggest Deal of the Month' is not one of these lot, but a lady with her boobs out (in a hoodie, how love?! How?!) well, meh. I'll stick with the fully clothed more subtle lot I think.
I like a bit o' mystery me.
And on top of all that, I bought the We Came as Romans cd. Well, I was at a gig wasn't I ;)
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