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According to an announcement on their Facebook page, Turisas’s upcoming album is done! The band announced the album’s completion with a screenshot of the finished tracks:
The still-unnamed album was recorded at 5by5 Studio in Helsinki, Finland, and little else is known about it. So far, the band has been keeping mum about album details, but expect to hear more news as the tentative summer 2013 release date approaches.
Turisas are currently in the midst of an extensive European festival tour, and the upcoming dates are as follows:
Jun 14 – Download Festival w/ HIM – Donington, United Kingdom
Jun 21 – MetalFest Poland – Jaworzno, Poland
Jun 22 - MetalFest Germany w/ Slayer – Sankt Goarshausen, Germany
Jun 23 – Kilkim Zaibu w/ Horna, Einherjer,… – Varniai, Lithuania
Jul 24 – Metaldays Festival w/ Ihsahn, Enslaved,… – Tolmin, Slovenia
Jul 25 – Rock im Betonwerk – Chemnitz, Germany
Jul 26 – Betonwerk – Oberalfingen, Germany
Aug 17 – Rockstad: Falun – Falun, Sweden
Aug 31 – Wolfszeit Metal Open Air – Crispendorf, Germany
Sep 20 – Hellraiser w/ Ensiferum – Leipzig, Germany
Sep 21 – Hessenhallen w/ Ensiferum – Giessen, Germany
Sep 22 – Trix w/ Ensiferum – Antwerpen, Belgium
Sep 23 – Bataclan w/ Ensiferum – Paris, France
Sep 24 – Garage w/ Ensiferum – Saarbrücken, Germany
Sep 25 – Heidenfest – Milano, Italy
Sep 26 – Heidenfest – Wien, Austria
Sep 27 – Musichall w/ Ensiferum – Geiselwind, Germany
Sep 28 – Backstage w/ SuidAkrA – Munich, Germany
Sep 29 – Z7 w/ SuidAkrA – Pratteln, Switzerland
Sep 30 – Markthalle w/ SuidAkrA – Hamburg, Germany
Oct 01 – Postbahnhof w/ SuidAkrA – Berlin, Germany
Oct 04 – LKA Longhorn w/ SuidAkrA – Stuttgart, Germany
Oct 05 – Turbinenhalle w/ SuidAkrA – Oberhausen, Germany
Oct 06 – O13 w/ SuidAkrA – Tilburg, Netherlands
On Heidra’s Facebook page, the band’s interests are listed as “Drinking.” I should have known right then that I’d like these fellas. That, and the folk/Viking metal orientation, of course. Heidra was formed in Copenhagen in 2006, just as I was cutting my little n00b teeth on Finntroll rips across the ocean. By 2008, after releasing their first demo, they had gotten a gig opening for Turisas. Impressive, especially considering their second demo didn’t even come until three years later and Turisas were already at the top of their game.
After a break from the scene and a couple of line-up changes, Heidra came back with their first debut EP Sworn To Vengeance in late 2012. Sworn To Vengeance is grandiose, Equilibrium-esque power folk at its finest, and I don’t know how they haven’t opened for every European Paganfest since their demo days. They’ll open for Korpiklaani and Metsatöll on April 15 during a Copenhagen show, but that’s not enough for me. Folk metal bands in general seem to be getting grimmer and darker, so it’s nice to listen to a band that doesn’t shy away from melody every once in a while. Bring the jaunty tunes to American shores!
Below is the title track from their debut EP, although there are several other awesome Heidra tracks on keyboardist Danny Svendsen’s YouTube page. It’s also Heidra’s first official music video! I would link you to a place at which to buy the EP, but I’m not sure there is one. Contact email@example.com for details. Seriously, do it — Heidra deserve your money.
If you go to a lot of shows — say, at least 50 a year — there are certain trends that you’ll begin to notice. They’re not stereotypes, and they’re not necessarily bad, they just are what they are. The first time I was ever directly called out for being the odd one out was at an Overkill show, during which a man came up to me and said something along the lines of “Wow, they’re aren’t too many of you guys here!” Dumbstruck, I asked him what he meant — turned out he was referring to women. Relieved that he wasn’t a massive racist like I immediately assumed, I took a look around myself and saw that he was right. The venue was pretty large, and I counted about ten women out of about 75 people in the immediate vicinity. Perhaps you and I might agree that old school thrash rules. What about the rest of the sisterhood? Where the hell are they?
Answer: folk metal shows.
Here’s what I mean. In case you haven’t noticed, Turisas recently announced a headlining tour. Turisas is a great band that I’ve seen a bunch of times, so why is it that my only friends reacting to the news happen to be ladies?
I’ve been to doom shows, power metal shows, NWOBHM, thrash, death, symphonic, prog, and everything in-between, and folk metal shows are the only shows at which the ratio of dudes to chicks even approaches 1:1. As an equal-opportunity metal lover, I’m baffled by the gender divide. It’d be easy to say something handwavey like “Well, folk metal is softer, so it’s easier on our tender lady-eardrums,” but then how do you explain Eluveitie? Finntroll? Arkona?
Okay, I’ll concede the possible presence of an eye candy factor in the case of Finntroll and Turisas. Matthias “Vreth” Lillmåns in particular is extremely popular among my folk metal-loving friends, and Mathias “Warlord” Nygård made #5 on my list of hottest metal guys ever. That said, hot guys are ubiquitous across subgenres, and if you’re paying good money to go to shows just to see hot guys, you’d be better off going to sausage-festy death/thrash shows — at least there, you’ll have more options.
As for Arkona, it’s a common misconception that women are predisposed to liking bands with lady vocals (see: Nightwish, Epica, etc.). Even if it were true (and don’t think for a second that it’s not preposterous), how many folk metal acts can you name with a female lead vocalist, keeping in mind that symphonic ones don’t count? Aside from Arkona, Cruachan and Battlelore come to mind for me most easily, and while my lips are sealed about my OWN opinion of the latter two, I can’t say I’ve ever met a die-hard fan of either.
The truth is, I don’t really know why we’re so wild about folk metal, other than the empirical fact that folk metal owns. Even though my first exposure to metal was thrash, folk ended up being my true gateway into the metal scene. I liked it because it was something different, and the only metal I’d heard back then was radio stuff, Cannibal Corpse (bleh), and Iron Maiden (I prefer Priest, wanna fight about it?). People of all genders like exciting new things though! What is it about folk metal that latches onto the female brain and worms its way in?
Guys objectify us all the time. Now it’s our turn.
One of the first CDs I ever owned was the Wait And Bleed single, and back then it wasn’t so easy to find unmasked pictures of the bandmembers. It wasn’t until much later that I saw Corey Taylor in We Sold Our Souls for Rock ‘n Roll that I was able to see what a stone cold fox he was. What can I say? I’m a sucker for redheads!
I’m sure a lot of you thought Dave Mustaine would be somewhere on this list, but I’ve snubbed him in favor of the bassist. There’s just something about how sweet and innocent he looked back in the day that pokes at my Mrs. Robinson gland just right. Plus, have you ever seen him try to look badass? It’s adorable, like a kitten trying to hiss.
Is there anything sexier than a man who loves animals? That snake has no clue how lucky it is. This does NOT mean I give his racist rants a pass — it just means I know what looks good when I see it, and Philip Anselmo looks damned good.
Though we swooned over them back in 8th grade, the members of Children Of Bodom are all starting to look a little worse for the wear…except Henkka. It’s no real surprise that the youngest member of the band looks the hottest until you realize Alexi Laiho and Janne Wirman are only a year older than him. He’s gorgeous anyway, but next to his bandmates, he looks downright angelic.
I’m starting to think I have a bass fetish! Back when I was 12, staying up late to watch music videos on VH1, Shavo Odadjian caught my eye. System Of A Down kind of blew my mind too, as I’d never heard any bands like them before, but there’s only one reason I ever cared about their videos and it wasn’t the cinematography.
I’d go to Holmgard and beyond with this one. Good lord. Between the rumbling voice, bright blue eyes, and flowing hair, I think I’m in love. Strange that such a hot guy would look so terrifying with a little warpaint on.
Kudos to Tim Yeung for his willingness to pose for glamour shots! I could find a million half-naked perfectly lit, framed, and posed pictures of almost any female metaller on earth, but it’s much more of a hardship to find similar pics of guys, let alone guys as beautiful as Yeung.
Kudos to Pete Steele too, may he rest in peace! Though he did express some vague regret about his 1995 Playgirl shoot after finding out that most Playgirl subscribers were men, he didn’t seem to make too much of a fuss about it otherwise. If you want to see “little Pete,” give the picture above a click. You know you want to.
How do you choose just one picture to represent a guy that’s been smokin’ hot for over three decades? The guys in Metallica were generally a decent-looking bunch, but their respective primes have come and gone. Kirk has aged like a fine wine over the years, and my schoolgirl crush on him hasn’t let up one bit.
I really didn’t want to have two dead people in my list, but I just couldn’t say no to Tomas “Quorthon” Forsberg. Before addiction took its toll on his appearance, he was positively striking. While he was gorgeous, part of his appeal definitely lies in his devotion to music. He played five instruments and helped pioneer a subgenre of metal. If that’s not sexy, I don’t know what is.
The Most Honorable Mention: Sam Roon of HUNG, who keeps our glorious site going and whom I totally did not feel obligated to include in this list, no sirree Bob.
So am I right or am I right? What would your top ten list look like?
The idea to write about cover songs came to me while I listened to a mediocre but serviceable thrash cover of “Eleanor Rigby” by the now-defunct Realm. Even when covers aren’t great, they’re usually at least interesting. Hearing a familiar song in an unfamiliar style can be pretty cool, especially for a music nerd like myself. However, lots of metal bands decide that no matter how a song sounds, it can be improved with the awe-inspiring power of metal (or in some cases, MORE metal), and this simply is not the case. Here’s a list of ten metal cover songs that the world probably could have done without.
First of all, the fact that Moonsorrow removed Cliff’s bass intro from the song is unforgivable. Second of all, I can not get over how lifeless this cover is. Come on, Moonsorrow, you’re a folk metal band from Finland — why’d you decide to leave your fiddles and accordions at home when you recorded this one?
I’m a huge Megadeth fan, and willing to overlook most of the missteps they’ve made throughout their career, but this one is just baffling. “I Ain’t Superstitious” is a badass blues song originally written by Willie Dixon, and Megadeth sucked all the soul right out of it. Who wants to hear blues sped up and screeched out by a bunch of white dudes? Not me.
The original version of this song is pretty bad, but Children Of Bodom just had to metal-ize it for our listening “pleasure.” I almost can’t knock it, because the band clearly had fun making it, but ugh. There are better ways to kill 3 1/2 minutes than listening to a dumb joke.
Metallica’s version of “The Prince” actually pisses me off. Seriously, how on earth did they go from their amazing “Am I Evil?” cover to this? They took the song, made the overall sound harsher (more metal???), and then James Hetfield made the vocals all…Hetfield-y. Blech. The end result is a butchered, boring pile of crap.
Generally speaking, no one should try to cover any song that had Dio on vocals — period. (Otyg and Killswitch Engage, you¨re lucky there wasn’t any room left on this list for you.) “I” is no exception. Heri Joensen is a fine vocalist, but Týr’s cover does no justice to this magnificent song. I gotta say though, his “I’m a WHOOORE!” caterwaul is really funny.
Oh Death, such an influential, awesome, ground-breaking band…it really hurts me to put them on this list at all. That said, it hurts me even more to listen to their horrible cover of “Painkiller.” Chuck, may he rest in peace, pronounces nearly all the words wrong (granted, he was from Long Island, but no English dialect sounds like that) and makes an already extremely high-pitched song nearly an octave higher. I suppose bleeding from the ears is pretty metal though.
Sweet Jesus, where do I even begin? As if the heavy Finnish accents didn’t make it amusing enough, the air of overwhelming seriousness pushes it over the edge into hilarity. I can’t stop cringing long enough to listen to it the whole way through. Watch the official video for added effect — it’s truly beyond description.
Now I hate literally everything about Lady Gaga, from her completely ripped-off songs to her completely ripped-off persona, but I wouldn’t wish a cover as bad as “Alejandro” on my worst musical enemy. Helia take an already insufferable song and pile on more garbage. Did the world really need TWO versions of this? (Google tells me that there are at least two additional covers of “Alejandro” floating around on the internet. Kill me.)
I’m about to lose some serious metal cred here, but when I first heard “Supernaut,” I was unaware that it was a cover. It was simply Turisas’s absolute worst song on Turisas’s absolute worst album, and I didn’t think twice about it until a friend linked the Black Sabbath version on his Facebook page. Like Metallica, Turisas have covered other songs brilliantly (come on, who doesn’t enjoy “Rasputin?”) but really missed the mark on this one. The inexplicable Ghostbusters breakdown in the middle is the cherry on top of this shit sundae.
Take one of the most annoying pop songs of the 21st century, put a weird rap metal beat under it, and what do you get? This. I can’t begin to describe how bad this is. Just have a listen for yourself, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Also, just to cap off my list, I’d like to give an honorable mention to Kidz Bop Kids’s cover of “We’re Not Gonna Take It,” which definitely would have made the #1 spot if I’d made this list about covers of metal songs rather than metal covers of songs.
Have any of you folks out there heard metal cover songs that are worse than the ones in my list? If so, I am deeply sorry. Feel free to work out your trauma by commenting below — comment therapy is free of charge!
As if it wasn’t good enough news that Paganfest, a much-celebrated folk/Viking metal fest, is coming back to the United States after passing the US over in 2011, Turisas has put the icing on the cake by announcing that they will headline Paganfest 2012! Turisas has been at the forefront of folk metal for almost a decade and participated in the first North American Paganfest tour in 2008 along with Eluveitie, Týr, and Finntroll. This time around, the supporting bands will be Alestorm, Ex Deo, Arkona, and Huntress.
You’ve heard it all before — “I resolve to lose those last 10 pounds,” “I resolve to eat right,” “I resolve to be kind to my fellow man,” and so on and so forth. Well, I started losing weight before 2012, I already have a taste for healthy food, and being kind is for losers. What’s left for a surly metalhead like me? I didn’t want to be left out of this New Year’s resolution ritual, so I decided I’d come up with a nice short list of the metal-est goals I want to accomplish this year. Here goes:
This year, I attended the Tuska Open Air Festival in Helsinki, Finland for the third time. It goes without saying that each festival experience differs, but this time, I went to the festival facing some particularly unusual circumstances. I had about $50 to my name (hey everyone, make sure that when you buy a plane ticket 3 months in advance you’ll continue to be employed during that three-month period — learn from my mistakes!), which mostly ran out before the first band’s sound check. Anyone still trotting around with an “America, fuck yeah!” attitude will be humbled by the power of the Euro to stomp their wallet into submission. To put it in perspective, the first time I went to the festival (in 2007), I brought about 20 times that amount with me and 90% of it was gone by the end of the week.
Unusual circumstance #2: The festival took place at a different location this year. Due to noise complaints and increasing production costs, Tuska moved from Kaisaniemi to Suvilahti, a park slightly further outside the center of town. I embrace rather than fear change, and I was pretty excited about the new venue…BEFORE I got there. Suvilahti is perhaps the anti-Kaisaniemi, minimally spacious and marred with dust patches. I went to Tuska in 2007 and 2008, and though the bands were excellent as usual, the atmosphere of the verdant park undoubtedly helped to provide a more satisfying festival experience. For the record, here’s a picture of me making my very best drunk face at Kaisaniemi in 2007:
You’ll notice a few things about this picture. Perhaps it will strike you that the picture doesn’t have very good lighting, for example. This is because Kaisaniemi has several large, tree-filled areas in which to cool down and take it easy. Most parks feature abundant trees, but I guess Suvilahti likes to go against the grain. There were a few tents around, but sitting down anywhere meant either burning your legs on concrete or having dust kicked directly into your sinus. Here’s a picture my friend took, for comparison’s sake:
Thankfully, Suvilahti had some nice areas at which you could refill empty bottles with nice cool water, so even if you started feeling like the promoters must be daring you to die of heat stroke, you were pretty well-covered. That said, Perkele help you if you were over 20 years old and thirsty for anything but H2O. One beer cost a whopping 8 Euros (you could redeem them at special stations for 2 Euros each though, to be fair) and any other alcoholic beverage cost even more. Even native Finns griped at the expense, so you can imagine how Americans (and our wimpy dollars) fared. It was like being at Yankee Stadium all over again! What’s worse? This year, unlike previous years, festival attendees were forbidden from bringing their own alcohol. Little roving gangs of fresh-faced youth hovered around the periphery of the park, hastily drinking cans of beer out of grocery bags, trying to get a buzz going before the festivities. Security guards didn’t seem to mind people sitting directly outside the venue to drink, but everyone was searched upon entry for any alcohol/drug paraphernalia/various contraband. Gone are the days of bringing 1.5 liter bottles filled to the brim with vodka and grapefruit juice in an overstuffed backpack — you’re not even getting tipsy at the festival itself without plunking down about $45.
To add insult to injury, alcohol was not allowed outside designated area. No more raising your beer to the heavens during the chorus of Turisas’s “One More.” You must drink your entire beer wherever you purchased it. You can not walk around with it. You can not bring it with you to see a band. These are the rules now, or better or worse (read: WORSE). As crappy as they are for us, I feel worse for the security guards who no doubt had to endure earfuls from Tuska regulars who knew, enjoyed, and were accustomed to Kaisaniemi’s myriad freedoms.
Okay okay, enough whining about Suvilahti — let’s get to the good stuff! Now, I’d like to give you all some pointers about attending Tuska. Some of these points may seem like common sense, but hear me out:
*You are a human being, and human beings need food to live. Sandwiches are less than 2 Euros a pop at those tiny weird yellow stores. I know they’re not the same as American sandwiches — eat them anyway.
*Neither beer, nor booze, nor cigarettes, nor other unmentionables counts as food, no matter what Pickles T. Drummer says.
*When I insinuated that Suvilahti was nearly devoid of trees, I was not exaggerating. Pigmentally challenged readers, stock up on sunscreen. You know who you are.
*Almost invariably, the smallest stages have the most exciting acts. Please note that “exciting” and “good” are not always synonymous with each other.
*Don’t remove your wristband — you won’t be allowed back in if you do. Yes, this means that if you picked up your wristband in advance, you’re going to have to shower with it and eat with it and your skin is going to get really itchy. Deal with it.
Now to discuss the bands!
To be honest, I wasn’t quite dying to see anyone in the lineup this year like I had been in previous years. Amon Amarth, an old favorite, headlined Tuska this year, but I saw them just three months ago at home. I’ve liked Turisas for many years, but their disappointing new release Stand Up And Fight put a damper on my enthusiasm. My fun at the festival would be had wandering around, discovering bands that I’d never heard of or overlooked for one reason or another.
The first band I saw was Arch Enemy. I don’t really have anything nice to say about Arch Enemy, so here’s a picture of Angela Gossow “rocking out” or whatever. The audience seemed to enjoy themselves.
Later on, At The Gates, Swedish purveyors of melodic death metal, performed. Admittedly, I’d kind of slept on these guys. They’re one of those bands that, though I’ve liked every song I’ve ever heard by them, I couldn’t name a single one. This year’s Tuska was filled with bands like that (Goresoerd, Grave, and Kvelertak, to name a few), so it was nice to walk around catching snippets of promise in everyone’s performance. At The Gates put on a great show, and their songs, as expected, were top-notch. Do I know what any of them are called? Nope! Will I promise myself to research them now that I have confirmation that they’re good? Eeeeeehhhh, maybe after I stop falling in love with the million other bands I’ve been introduced to over the last few months.
One more thing to mention — partly about Tuska, partly about At The Gates’s set: Tuska took place later in the summer than in past years I’d attended, and apparently Helsinki transforms from climatically cool paradise in late June to brutal hellscape in late July. This jerk behind me at the At The Gates show kept whipping me with her hip-length hair, and I didn’t even stop her because it was wet and cool and it felt good. Thanks, inconsiderate asshole, whoever you are!
As for Moonsorrow, I wish so much that I had more to say about them. The second day of Tuska has historically been somewhat of a “recovery day” for festival goers, and though I myself almost never get hungover, I do occasionally stay out until 6 or 7am and end up sleeping until 3pm. I made it to Suvilahti just in time to hear the last 45 seconds of the last song in Moonsorrow’s set, and it sounded pretty terrific. Lesson learned.
The Devin Townsend Project headlined the second day of Tuska and, unlike most of the bands I saw, I was specifically NOT looking forward to seeing them. I was looking BACKWARD to seeing them, so to speak. Devin Townsend fans are as rabid as they are numerous, and I have the misfortune of having befriended more than a few of them. I don’t know how many hours I’ve spent trying to like Strapping Young Lad (“Are you sure you’ve listened to the right album? Here, try this one!”) and The Devin Townsend Project (“If you don’t like SYL, you’ll like this — it’s waaaayyy different!”), but I know that it was entirely too many. The good news is that The Devin Townsend Project didn’t disappoint. This is because I expected absolutely nothing. Devin Townsend’s childlike enthusiasm about playing in Helsinki again saved me from wanting to gouge my eyes out with boredom (as did the flat grating vocal performance of Anneke van Giersbergen, but I digress), but overall, I just need to accept that I don’t seem to like anything that Devin Townsend does. Ziltoid is not funny, cute or cool. What is wrong with you people?
Thankfully, the third day started off right. Kvelertak performed at the EMP stage bright and early, and everyone, I can not implore you enough — watch out for these guys. If you are not careful, they will rock your face right off. Despite their self-identification as “punk rock/metal,” they are much more metal than they give themselves credit for. Unfortunately for me, the audience was so huge that I couldn’t get even a lackluster picture of them. Fortunately, they appear to be receiving the recognition they deserve. Immediately afterward, Meshuggah took the Radio Rock stage, and I must extend my sincerest apologies to the band for my ill-informed opinion about them. Meshuggah, you do not suck. In fact, you’re quite good. I’m not even sure why I thought you sucked in the first place, but from now on, I’ll be keeping my eye on you.
Similarly to the situation with The Devin Townsend Project, I was dragged to see The Shining, a black metal band from Sweden, by a friend who was friends with some of the band members. I had my doubts, even though that friend is one of the coolest and most musically trustworthy people I know, but I followed her lead anyway. Surprisingly, The Shining turned out to be pretty amazing. They thoroughly owned the stage and commanded the crowd, despite the astoundingly horrible acoustics of their stage. They pretty much played in a glorified garage, sound bouncing haphazardly off of stone pillars, a too-low ceiling, and close-together walls. Fans of the band were forced to go outside just to hear any of the set; fans that chose to remain inside got a better view, but heard little more than a wall of noise. The Shining did extremely well, considering the acoustic circumstances.
Now for the Turisas discussion. One thing you’ll have to understand is that when I said that Stand Up And Fight‘s awfulness put a damper on my enthusiasm for their live performance, I was kiiiind of lying. Turisas have always put on some of the best shows I’ve ever seen, and this time I expected, if not to COMPLETELY lose my shit headbanging and moshing around, to have a pretty great time. One thing I’LL have to understand (and now do understand, hopefully) is that all the performing chutzpah in the world can not protect a band from its own terrible songs. It’s one thing to listen to an album at home and dislike it — it’s another to see the actual people from the band up on stage, pouring their hearts out over dreck and expecting the audience to do the same. Turisas have many diehard fans so my second-hand embarrassment wasn’t as bad as it could have been, and in their defense, they picked a decent mix of new and old tunes for their set. Olli (fiddler) and Netta (accordion player) hamming it up during “In The Court Of Jarisleif” will never get old for me, but the rest of the set kind of fell flat, and I can’t help but feel like the band did the best with the material they had. The appearance by the little kid didn’t help, and I’m sure that I missed out on some good crowd banter due to the language barrier, but I left the stage feeling utterly “meh.”
Last but not least, the closers: Amon Amarth. Frankly, if you’ve seen one show, you’ve seen them all. I might be a little biased because, as I stated earlier, I attended their double-set show in May back home, but I know I’m right. You like songs about Vikings, you like decent showmanship, you like singing along — you’ll love an Amon Amarth show. There’s nothing wrong with predictability, especially when it manifests itself as consistency. Good old reliable Amon Amarth capping off the final evening of Tuska. Good times.
As can be expected, even when the festival itself is amazing, the most interesting/fun aspects of Tuska actually took place off festival grounds and were difficult or impossible to capture on camera. Here’s a list of stuff that I was unable to capture on camera due to lack of opportunity, inappropriateness, or just plain intangibility:
*Middle-aged and elderly folks on the metro with their grandchildren, all wearing band t-shirts and 3-day wristband passes
*The sheer amount of metal heads (some plainclothes, plenty dressed to the nines in metal/goth gear) waiting on the metro platform during the afternoon at Helsinki station
*Numerous little kids wandering around, on and off festival grounds, repping bands as old as their parents (Priest, Maiden, etc.)
*The one child in the stroller on the metro that, upon seeing a teenage girl wearing Turisas-style warpaint, immediately burst into tears
*Romani folks hanging out with spoiled teenagers that don’t know the value of the beer cans they empty (15 Euro cents, people — recycling pays off!)
*People constantly shouting “Perkele!” for no reason before, during, and after the festival
Ultimately, despite differences between old Tuska and new Tuska, the festival turned out excellent. Anyone whose experience was ruined by the minor differences between Suvilahti and Kaisaniemi is either an alcoholic or a determined curmudgeon. For those of you looking for a ton of good metal (and some not so good) of all subgenres, for those of you that are scared of/too cheap for Wacken, there’s always Tuska. Hope you see you in 2012!