Last Friday, I took half a day off and together with Dirk, Tally and some friends of his we headed for the oldest festival in the Netherlands, called Pinkpop (Pink of Pinksteren, the Dutch for Whit Sunday, and pop you can figure out yourselves I hope). For as long as I can remember this festival is held in my home town, and this year the programme was so good, we immediately decided to attend this edition. For me, it was the second time, after my last visit 9 years ago.
After a twenty-five minute walk from my house we arrived at the terrain, in time for the first band of the day, called Sat2d, a high school punk band, which sounded a bit like a mix between krezip and blink 182, and reminded me of the good-ole days at high school, going to the surf-punk gigs of my friends. Although the band was not too bad, it wasn’t that appealing either, so we decided to head for the main stage for Flogging Molly. Flogging Molly, for those who do not know them, is best described as drunken Irish folk on steroids, that just invites to jump around and drink more beer (no Guinness around 
). Although Flogging Molly was already better than the band we saw before, the music was much of the same; Tally and I were already joking that they just kept playing the same song all over, just with different lyrics. Next band was Incubus, which again was a little bit better; I did hear of them before, but I didn’t hear them before. Quite nice rock music…but to be honest, I think most of us were more eager on hearing the final gig of the evening…which was…
Metallica!!! Damn and did they rock! I was the only one that saw them before, but we all agreed that this was the best gig of the entire day, well worth their price I think (which allegedly was over 1 million euro). Of course they played a lot of their old songs, especially from the Master of Puppets and Black Albums; Enter Sandman, One, Fade to Black, Nothing else Matters, Seek and Destroy, etc., etc. They were also the only band playing for more than 2 hours, including some extra songs in the end. Metallica was also a master in getting the audience just crazy, everyone was singing with them, jumping around, and soon we found ourselves, unwillingly I must add, in the middle of a pit 
However, this was just a minor spot on the rest of the show, which was just amazing; apart from the real fireworks they provided, there music was also just that, leaving the audience wanting more, and raising expectations for the rest of the festival!