I'm just gonna use this thread as a general drop-off point for my thoughts and experiences as a complete and total outsider. Some will be silly one-liners that I'll post on the go and they come to me, others will be more grand. I'm working on a print zine with some members of Gatekrashor and Funeral Circle and I'm planning on doing a large feature piece on Ragnarokkr, possibly double-teaming it with Shawn from the Krashors. Feel free to share your thoughts and comments if ye will.
I'll start by sharing my Facebook status. I'm sure I met everyone from the forum, but just in case:
"Home from Ragnarokkr fest, Chicago. Still reeling from the experience. Met so many new friends and saw so many incredible performances, I hardly know where to start! Thanks everyone for making me feel so welcome."
Huge cheers to Jason, Bob, Patrick, Simon, Lee, JP, Jeremy & Jamie, all the assorted Mikes that I encountered (Mendyk, Mendoza and otherwise), all the blokes from Olorin and Ancient Dreams I haven't already named, our Gods on High (Odin/Thor) and everyone else I missed. You all fucking rule.
A rainy haze clouds the surface of great lake Michigan as eight Canadian bangers, leather-clad and kutte-bedecked, swarm a south-end Chicago hotel. Beers are slammed. Boomboxes are blasted. Breaded steaks and Mac 'n' cheese are noshed. Members of the speed metal band Gatekrashor secure halls, elevators and hotel rooms with six-shooter nerf guns, imitating the gameplay of Doom as hotel patrons and staff stare dumbfoundedly at the chaos rampant. Ragnarok has descended upon Chicago and after this true metal apocalypse, things will never be the same...
I'll start by sharing my Facebook status. I'm sure I met everyone from the forum, but just in case:
"Home from Ragnarokkr fest, Chicago. Still reeling from the experience. Met so many new friends and saw so many incredible performances, I hardly know where to start! Thanks everyone for making me feel so welcome."
Huge cheers to Jason, Bob, Patrick, Simon, Lee, JP, Jeremy & Jamie, all the assorted Mikes that I encountered (Mendyk, Mendoza and otherwise), all the blokes from Olorin and Ancient Dreams I haven't already named, our Gods on High (Odin/Thor) and everyone else I missed. You all fucking rule.
A rainy haze clouds the surface of great lake Michigan as eight Canadian bangers, leather-clad and kutte-bedecked, swarm a south-end Chicago hotel. Beers are slammed. Boomboxes are blasted. Breaded steaks and Mac 'n' cheese are noshed. Members of the speed metal band Gatekrashor secure halls, elevators and hotel rooms with six-shooter nerf guns, imitating the gameplay of Doom as hotel patrons and staff stare dumbfoundedly at the chaos rampant. Ragnarok has descended upon Chicago and after this true metal apocalypse, things will never be the same...