Stepping into the hallowed grounds of Bloodstock Open Air, something just flicks in your brain. Is it the sight of tens of thousands of metalheads, or perhaps the cracking noise as cans of beer are opened at 10 am? Whatever it is, this switch ignites a primal desire to embrace some riffs, drink warm booze and eat bunny chow.
Stepping into the hallowed grounds of Bloodstock Open Air, something just flicks in your brain. Is it the sight of tens of thousands of metalheads, or perhaps the cracking noise as cans of beer are opened at 10 am? Whatever it is, this switch ignites a primal desire to embrace some riffs, drink warm booze and eat bunny chow.