So, waking up on Saturday morning without a hangover was not only an impressive feat but also something that is totally a win! I looked down at my to do list for the day, and I saw the incoming storm.
A serious amount of talent would be layed in front of me today, mostly from the ever impressive new blood stage.
First band on the list today would be Stormbringer opening the main stage with an impressive combination of post rock and alternative metal, cleverly intertwined to give the watchers something totally unique, owning the stage and even at this ungodly hour we’re still treated to a brilliant set. I didn’t know what the hell to expect from this band, I can definitely count me as a fan now! .
Off next was a short trip to the Sophie stage, after tripping over a man dressed as grass laying on the floor, many expletives followed, but ultimately I couldn’t help but laugh. On came Sworn Amongst, a seriously savage metalcore beast, ploughing through a set leaving bodies in it’s wake, piled high and with their ears bleeding, this is loud and angry but somewhat lacking that spark for me. Almost too much for my brain to contemplate at 11am.
Next up came a set of three bands I’ll talk about together, each one were as impressive as the last whilst each one bringing something different to the New Blood stage, first on were sludge lords Diesel King, coming straight out and laying waste to the almost packed tent, riffs being thrown around and whilst their set was only a short 30 minutes, they took that time to easily win over new fans and impressed the old. Even finding time to bring out Gurt frontman Gareth Kelly to lay down some guest vocals. Each and every song packing a punch leaving the crowd blinded and yearning for more.
If it were any other band following the previous performance I’d say it were pretty much impossible, but the band that came up next, Gehtika totally overwhelmed and went balls to the wall. A bunch of dapper gents from the Midlands hitting the stage in suits and bowler hats is always gonna impress me, paint your faces and big up the theatrics and you’re on for a winner. After throwing out some bowler hats for the crowd, then came the music, I’m not sure what I was expecting, something melodic, dark circus music? No! An acidic metal assault is what the crowd received, guttural and crushing, I don’t know how to describe these guys without using that one specific word! SPIFFING! .
The last of the new blood trio I had the pure pleasure of seeing was XII Boar. A southern influenced groove metal trio who drew a massive crowd into the tent and that created more intensity and volume that some bands with five or more members. Powerful and unrelenting, these are a band who need to be seen live, they need to be on stage and they need to be LOUD! 
On the agenda now, rest? chill time? was it f*ck, interview time, Vanderbuyst and The More I See gave me all the pick me up I needed, total gents and a pleasure to interview, again something that will surface when the edits are complete.
Now onto the only hour off we officially had for the entire weekend, to see one band that our editor, one Fox James wouldn’t let us not see. Who could it be? Anyone who knows her, knows the answer.
Of course, GO-JI-RA!
Whilst I’ve not been a fan of these guys for some time, mainly due to being somewhat underwhelmed by their previous album, I knew I had to see these chaps again. The buzz was something special and out they came to thunderous applause and blasting through a perfectly polished set despite missing some equipment – that incidentally was replaced on loan by Lamb Of God – sh*t was about to go down! Opening with Explosia what else was gonna happen? Oh yeah, the crowd erupted that’s what. Pit after pit ensued and crowdsurfing went to a new level. Gojira totally owned the stage, but wait, what is this? Out comes a familiar face, joining in for vocals for Backbone, oh none other than Randy Blythe himself! 
Wandering about the main stage awaiting the arrival of Sabaton – a band I adore – several things occurred to me. I’d soon be seeing one of my favourite bands, Gojira had just slayed the main stage and I had actually just seen a man in a banana suit crowd surfing.
Shaking this off a jaunt to the barrier of the main stage was in order and in no time at all out come Sabaton slamming through tracks from their new record Carolus Rex, Gott Mit Uns along side older classics Primo Victoria. However, due to the no swearing on the main stage before 6pm rule Mr Broaden attempted to keep his language as clean as possible, until the waves of chants of obscenities come flying, this was expected.
The next chant was not, what could a band from Sweden as fun and as energetic get a capacity crowd to chant? No? Well it was just one word…IKEA! Powering through the set, despite some guitar based difficulties part way through, Sabaton were as powerful and as in control as any other time I’ve ever seen them. SABA-SABA-SABA-F*CKIN-TON!
After a spell at the barrier and screaming along to every single line, my voice finally gave in, some rest was needed, only a short respite however before our Saturday night headliners come out, throw down and leave Catton Hall wondering what the hell happened.
Well that was what happened to me anyway, whilst this set was plagued by a couple of issues with the barriers, Lamb Of God delivered exactly what I was expecting, a passionate and destructive set filled with fan favourites and rarities, vocal lines were filled with renewed energy from a totally relaxed Randy Blythe who himself mentioned how grateful he was to be back in the U.K. after some ‘legal difficulties’.
On form they were! What Sabaton had started LOG finished off, by the end of Redneck by voice was done…game over!
Well off to the shisha tent it was, to which several friends of mine were chilling with our new found friend Naked Sam, you know, the chap adorning nothing but a thong and a smile, it was at this point I realized tonight would get messy, it did. Literally. After declaring my leg as his property Sam marked this occasion by signing my leg, with some kind of ink that I STILL CAN’T GET OFF!!
Tomorrow is the final day at Bloodstock. Gah.