Lorca bequeath after the above. That people of the deep Spain. At the end of the festival was pretty good and well-organized. There was hot and the bathrooms smelled good! (Incredible)
The Stranglers, finally we got more cane than I thought. That if, keyboardist and drummer were Inserso total. Molaron.
Suicidal Tendencies saw them from far away quietly. I really liked and at the end of the concert began to raise people from the public to make the goat on stage.
Murcia!
played
After Dark Tranquility and Ill Niño, which I liked.
The Sister of Mercy. I liked, but despite having a guitarist who played a fucking and play good songs, sounded very little power. I would change to the sound technician.
They played the big hits and many songs that do not known, but some of them seemed delicious.
Telon Marilyn Manson.
Marilyn Manson. Very good sound (as always) and staging scrotumtightening (as always). It was a little short, and the setlist, removing the new album, was all too predictable. Usually always get some surprises, as in the previous which played Diary of a dope fiend, Tourniquet, Antichrist Superstar, and parts of The minute of decay, but this was a bit typical, which are least often like me. Still Molo.
- 01. If I Was Your Vampire
- 02.
- Disposable Teens 03. You And Me And The Devil Makes 3
- 04. Irresponsible Hate Anthem
- 05.
- mOBSCENE 06.
- Sweet Dreams 07. Putting Holes In Happiness
- 08. Just A Car Crash Away
- 09. Rock Is Dead
- 10. Heart-Shaped Glasses
- 11.
- Tainted Love 12. The Dope Show
- 13. Great Big White World
- 14.
- The Fight Song 15. The Beautiful People
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Video of the staging and If I was your vampire
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Putting holes in happiness
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The dope show
The latter were Turbonegro. Best of all was that after all minimansons Manson took off and we were 4 cats. And to say ... were grandiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiisimos.
incredible power and thrown a rod tremendous. The Host! The people in the audience with a good feeling that you shit (you could tell much the lack of teens, goths, going panda, mother ...) It was a brutal mosh pit, the kind of "come here to give you a fallow and a abrachoooo "with those of wafers the next day not to have pine trees, people flying ... Hank Von Helvete
not stop moving your pleats in a suggestive and filth tell the boys of the public that if it was hot to see us, that if I'd love to fuck you all, hahaha. An aunt slipped and took the stage to kiss him. Happy Tom threw his sailor hat, Euroboy plays a fucking and Pal Pot Pamparius as I love dancing (reminds me of my godmother, a stranger who should someday be featured in a post).
I said, they were milk. I left full of beer-soaked wafers and flying through the air. Today I can not move without making a "aaaaahh."
And that's it. The trip back to Cartagena was an ordeal and I shit on God that was cool, especially when you're in short pants and shirt, but I removed it bailao.
