After approximately 17 hours in a car (rest stops included) and lots of $$ on gas, I arrived in Cave-in-Rock for Full Terror Assault. While driving from the Hogrock park entrance to the ticket booth, I could understand fully why a parking pass was highly recommended; the driving distance was long enough that I could not imagine the average concertgoer walking into the festival.
Once inside, the staff is quite friendly and usually has the answers that you might seek; if not, they know which person does know. For instance, the organizer showed me a few spots with electricity. Even so, the festival website recommends that one does not leave their generator on overnight. The campground includes vendors for food, drinks, and ice; booze was apparently not included last year, as the event is BYOB, but I saw several food vendors sell beer. I find this preferable to Mayhem Festival with beers going as high as $13 a can. Whatever your sustenance of choice, bringing your own, whilst trying the cuisine in the booths and food trucks, is recommended by the officials. For the latter, however, money must be drawn prior to entering because the campground has no ATMs.
Navigating the festival ground is...tricky. For starters, the festival officials have blocked off a few areas of the Hogrock campground that were not used last year. As pointed out by staff, this makes it slightly difficult to access certain areas that are still open to the public at this time (e.g. the swimming area, which I intended to visit). Good thing the first two stages and the food vendors are in close proximity to each other.
Sooooo, I took a shower and changed before the bands started playing; I intended to wear a shirt that I had forgotten was the wrong size, but ended up in my obscure Sinaya shirt (death/thrash metal from Brazil). The first band, Carpathian Funeral, urged the fans to the stage area before their set while I started my food critiquing; I made a secondary goal to try something from each food vendor. I ordered a dreaded deep-fried Twinkie from the Little Red Food Wagon, along with a burger to make it seem like I cared about a meal.
It was much like a very thick funnel cake with creme filling. Very guilty.
Black metal band Carpathian Funeral delivered a good performance considering the insane heat. The singer even attested to the heat, the adverse effects of stifling heat to person of his size, and how much he loves to perform anyway. As if attesting to the heat as well, the crowd was minimal for the first band, even moreso than I usually see. The set included penty of anti-Christianity banter, reading a Bible verse, and frontman Brian Ritchie ripping said Bible apart. Dude, that move is SO old...but it does still get some attention, I gotta give him that.
For this one, most of the fans were understandably gathered in the shaded RATdaddy's Hangout with benches and beverages.
Oh, speaking of beverages, I dropped my water jug to take a picture and the fucker completely broke on the bottom. Good thing they were only $.88, I had 4 more.
Compare that to the $1 waters on the festival grounds. Granted, it's better than $8 water bottles in certain other festivals, but this still makes sense of the BYOB concept.
The next band, the trio Nevalra, sounds like blackened death metal, and the lead vocalist's Satan goat shirt reinforced that notion. By now, my phone was struggling to pick up any wireless signal; if you come here, be prepared to only make occasional phone calls. Anywho, at this point, it had become apparent that the bands like to point out where they are from; Nevalra is from Missouri. This trio delivers a good sound and performance, with two vocalists delivering distinct vocals and vocalist jockeying for just the right position to make the wind blow his hair upward. One bizarre thing about the set was the guitar backing tracks. It personally irks me a bit more than the aforementioned keyboard tracks because, in this scenario, they backing tracked an instrument that they use onstage. But I'm kinda critical.
Also during this set, who should I run into but Airacobra vocalist Vhommit swigging from a bottle of Jack Daniels (of COURSE the singer is done loading out first). He enjoyed the attention that he was getting, so I just had to bug him for a picture.
Next up, hardcore/grind band Strong Intention from Maryland. Sadly, I used part of this band's set time to record my observations on Airacoba, because I couldn't look away during their set. This band does a good job, musically and onstage.
Also, some fans climbed up into these cages during the last few bands on the National Rock Review Stage. I guess that these are used by fans and/or dancers during Hogrocktoberfest. In this instance, a few fans are just chillaxing in the cages for a better view. Maybe I should try that tomorrow.