You know, I can think no better way of spending Easter Monday - for those of you not familiar with it, the end of a weekend of celebrations dedicated to the ancient Semitic goddess of love, war (aren't they one and the same thing?), fertility and sex - than ensconced in the darkened confines ofYou know, I can think no better way of spending Easter Monday – for those of you not familiar with it, the end of a weekend of celebrations dedicated to the ancient Semitic goddess of love, war (aren't they one and the same thing?), fertility and sex – than ensconced in the darkened confines of the best little rock club on the island of Ireland, supping fine Bavarian lager and pretending to be a teenager once again by shredding your neck muscles to four of the finest metal bands this particular corner of the planet called Mosh has to offer… Ah, Ahoghill. To the outside world, a sleepy little village about 40 minutes drive north west of Belfast, nestled deep in the County Antrim hills – and the heart of Norn Iron's infamous and equally intolerant 'Bible Belt'. However, to the rock community, this haven of apparent tranquility has another name: Rock Central. Because, for those you have not read my lengthy ramblings about said place, it is home to the Diamond Rock Club – an intimate little venue above a bar on the corner of the village's main square (from which it takes its name): a place which draws [...]
Continue reading Metalfest IV - Ahoghill, Diamond Rock Club 21/04/2014.
No comments:
Post a Comment