My dear diary,
I had the honour to be in kalidromiou 94 basement that silly and so prospective night of our beloved september. You know, i didn't had the chance to see Eternal Hated cause i told my self "what the fuck name is that? i don't like metalcore names". I met sarabante twins and we had some drinks, while Haggatha guys ruled the stage with their theatric, traumatic and heavily dizzed stoner/sludgecore the way we used to like it back in early 00's, with a mascot for a drummer that i cut off my hands he was playing on "life of Brian" by Monty Pythons.
And then, ohhh my beloved diary. Then came Hibernation. As we say hell on earth. They were crucial, like they enjoyed every fucking second of their set, with he crowd - packed as in a human furniture - going nuts, with endless singalongs and fists in the air and some pogo and more sing along and so much feeling, with the canadians sludgers to delivering the goods "best band we saw live". Hibernation alive and kicking. Big hugs to Worlds appreciatice kitsch and Nick "the huge" Pale for the great photos. That's all for tonight my beloved diary. I kiss you, goodnight.