The "HOLY FUCK MARYLAND DEATHFEST WAS SOOOOO AWESOME ARGHHHHHH" Thread

[V.V.V.V.V.]

We can likely rule out Africa.

 

[skeptik]

Who cares? I don't mind them or Pestilence not playing at all.

 

[V.V.V.V.V.]

I wanted Pestilence to play just so Guy, Ray, Tyler and I could have heckled the shit out of Mameli.

 

[skeptik]

We originally heard rumors that Abscess was going to do an Autopsy set...that would've ruled. What I would've loved to see happen was just a death metal supergroup covering like fucking Darkified and Grotesque and shit. Van Drunen on vocals of course.

 

[V.V.V.V.V.]

That's even more of a lofty ideal than me and various other people wanting Van Drunen to just sack Mameli during Pestilence and take over, playing Dehydrated to a crowd of cheering, roaring metal fans.

Since Pestilence didn't play, I made believe that the above had happened but that Martin was too tired to play in a third band that weekend and just made out with that woman instead, and let Willets and co. play again.

 

[swizzlenuts]

http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f236/swizzlenuts/Maryland Death Fest/

 

[skeptik]

^ forgot this one:

 

[genocide roach]

andy: wolves was brilliant. even zeph thought so.

anyways, MDF HAUL FTW!

shirts:
moonsorrow
nightbringer
nachtmystium
jig ai
xxx maniak
sigh
bolt thrower
birdflesh
wolves in the throne room
krallice
my dying bride

etc:
nightbringer patch
the new wittr cd

~gR~

 

[(((0)))]

A whole new wardrobe, haha? What did you guys do at the hotel?

 

[Vimana]

Your mom.

 

[V.V.V.V.V.]

Gay sex

 

[Vimana]

Itt, Alter's mom is a dude.

 

[(((0)))]

Yeah, my mom is dead.

 

[Omni]

Gay sex

You must have known that I was about to post this. At least you were honest.

 

[genocide roach]

A whole new wardrobe, haha? What did you guys do at the hotel?

drink and sleep
~gR~

 

[Vimana]

Yeah, my mom is dead.

Pics or it didn't happen.

 

[(((0)))]

Let me dig up the wake photos that we all took with the body. Pleasent stuff.

 

[V.V.V.V.V.]

You must have known that I was about to post this. At least you were honest.

tbh Nick and I did sleep in the same bed for two nights, you can use that to fuel your nefarious fantasies if you must.

 

[Satanstoenail]

Looks like major funtimes. Bastards.

 

[Zephyrus]

I just got back from the train station. Fucking awesome weekend. Already pumped for next year. So I'll list my highlights.

-standing right in front of Morfeus during Mayhem's set, yelling "LIMBONIC ART!!!" and him nodding his approval at me.

-meeting one of Bolt Thrower's guitarists in the elevator, and watching him getting off on our floor, realizing it wasn't his floor, then trying to pry his way back into the elevator and yelling "Bloody Hell!"

-hanging out with drunk Grant before/during Sigh, and expending every last ounce of my energy and voice rocking out to the Venom covers. Couldn't think of a better way to end a Death Metal festival, ha ha!

-getting cheap patches thus resurrecting my desire to make a patch jacket.

-having the honor of being called a faggot by swizzlenuts in the bathroom because I was calling Nick and Andy while they were standing right outside.

-getting put into a trance by a combination of alcohol and Wolves in the Throne Room

-getting Bolt Thrower's setlist from the second night.

and much more...

Nikki, I think you were headbanging next to me during Bolt Thrower. I was going to say hi after the set, but you took off like a my pals.

I ran into both of you at least a dozen times each during the weekend.

edit: Oh, just remembered a good one...Zeph's ability to seemingly teleport to the front of entire crowds of people without even a moment's notice. Several times I would be with people, turn around to where he was originally like 10 seconds ago, and he'd be in a totally different place, often very far away and really close to bands. I know Guy remembers one such instance where we were utterly confounded by this.

I have an unhealthy determination to muscle my way to front-row center during my favorite bands. I got there by the second song for Mayhem and both of Bolt Thrower's sets. It's so much more fun up there, except for the continuous barrage of crowd-surfers, especially the SAME FUCKING FAT MEXICAN BLOKE going over my head 90 times.

Oh, and walking to the other side of the hotel to take a shower in another room because the shower in my room was filled with ice and beer.

I refused to shower this morning because our bathroom was a third world country. Dillon and his friends, still ensorcelled by the novelty of having long hair, completely ignored the common courtesy of unclogging the drain when done showering.

Haul pics to come soon.