If Day 1 at Amnesia Rockfest 2016 was hot, Day 2 was like taking a vacation in an active volcano. The heat was nearly suffocating and a lot of credit has to be given to the bands that performed and to the fest staff for keeping everyone relatively safe. There were definitely some heat injuries, but no serious injuries were reported, thank god.
While off doing that, I was preparing interviews with Child Bite and King Parrot, which were conducted prior to us heading off to see German thrashers, Sodom. The crowd was relatively thin for the late afternoon performance, but they absolutely shredded it while folks were off getting a bite to eat (and there was a lot of delicious looking food to be had… but maybe the best thing we ate all day was some fresh-cut watermelon!).
After hiking around all day, we decided to take in A Day to Remember from the bleachers, which was a good 150 yards away from the stage. While you couldn’t really see anything, the additional stack of speakers halfway out from the stage made the live experience possible — and they sounded great.
It would have been nice to see Miss May I, but unfortunately their set started just 15 minutes prior to Lamb of God’s, which wasn’t to be missed. Despite an equipment problem emerging during their first song and a subsequent 10-minute delay, LOG managed to pull the crowd back in, get them rowdy, and put on one hell of a brutal show. I believe this was our first time seeing LOG since frontman Randy Blythe’s troubles in the Czech Republic, and he looked rejuvenated, if not soaring even higher.
The I was convinced to skip Voivod to do some rubbernecking during the Ice Cube show. I wish it were otherwise, but I wasn’t alone as it seemed like the entire festival descended upon Cube’s show. I guess it was alright, but definitely not for me.
Then it was time for some more rubbernecking to see what Limp Bizkit had to offer. How long has it been since they were relevant? This band was probably one of my greatest hates in the ‘90s, and I’m not going to back down from that, but I will admit that they know how to put on a show and Fred Durst knows how to work a crowd, using reverse psychology, praise for respecting one another in the pit, and so on and so forth… even stating that the promoter was going to be providing free alcohol for the rest of the night, which was obviously a cheap ploy. Nonetheless, I almost walked away from Limp Bizkit a new fan… almost, not! But I wasn’t displeased.
After that, it was time to call it a night, even at the cost of missing D.R.I.
Rock Hard \m/