Hammerfest

The weekend just past i got to take a step out of my life for 3 days. I went to a heavy metal festival: Hammerfest and rock-the-fuck-out with one friend from uni and 9 people i've met briefly before.

I had an excellent time! The people were brilliant because we were mainly constantly hammered (drunk) and happily distracted. On the first night i downed a saucepan filled with 4 pints of beer. It was very filling, it took me two big attempts.

The bands were brilliant! Skindred, Anthrax, Dream Evil, Evile, Amon Amarth and way more all played loud enough to make my bones vibrate. There were bands i'd never seen before that were slightly insane such as Sci-fi Mafia and Virus, and there were bands like Spirytus that i saw the year before that blew the place down with they're performance.

The whole weekend rekindled my love for the live music scene. It really is magic. All sorts of people gathered to a holiday camp in north wales to drink in alcohol, music and cheer.

Under the stairs

My thoughts are strong and heavy

So i put them under the stairs

I close the door, I lock the lock

And reinforce with chairs.

—

I turn and walk away

From that god awful pit

It’s time to eat my breakfast

But there’s no place to sit.

—

I look at the door

Not considering the view

But what’s beyond my field of vision

A nauseating stew.

—

I make a galling choice

To breakdown the barricade

With my hand on the handle 

I battle feeling scared

—

I confront the thoughts and feelings

I say “I need to speak.”

“And you are going to listen.”

I battle feeling weak

—

I fulfill half a solution

When i rant and i moan

The other half’s to keep on living

Not to dwell here, all alone.