Bloodstock is back, baby! After a triumphant first night with Saxon – who headlined the very first event back in 2001 – the 25th birthday celebrations are well underway by the time Lamb Of God rock up on Friday evening. It’s their third time taking top spot – putting them on equal footing with Judas Priest and Nightwish for the bands who’ve headlined the festival most – and they aren’t fucking about getting things started.
A blast of sparks marks their arrival as they get stuck into Ruin. From there, we get a crash course in why Lamb Of God are so beloved on these shores. Laid To Rest and Now You’ve Got Something To Die For are undeniable anthems, kickstarting a flurry of movement that is astonishing considering the day has effectively been HIT training with each successive band turning the dial up (Life Of Agony – Fit For An Autopsy – Biohazard – Municipal Waste – Sepultura’s final UK show).
For all the energy the crowd bring, Randy seems to want to match them pace-for-pace. Leaping, howling and stomping his way around with a demonic sense of vitality, his howls take on an almost screeching, manic fury. It’s all off-set with a sense of playfulness and humour that betrays that they aren’t the same band who seethed with a genuine sense of danger and destructive force 20-odd years ago and to be honest, they’re better for the change.
There’s a sense these lads actually like each other, and are having the time of their lives on stage (Randy even brings out his beloved mock-British character “Roger Brilliant” for a few bits that clearly crack up guitarist Mark Morton), inviting 20,00 metal fans to join in the fun. Enhanced with pyro and some freewheeling instrumentals, the set feels loose and joyous as the band span almost their entire careers (no New American Gospel or Omens era tracks stops it being a clean sweep). While there’s a few dips – the drum solo after Parasocial Christ doesn’t help – they manage to keep things tight and explosive for the most part.
Given just how consistently brilliant they’ve been live over the past 26 years, it’s easy to take Lamb Of God for granted. But when they break out the likes of Walk With Me In Hell, 512 or even a newer rager like Momento Mori, you can’t deny they basically set the bar for 21st Century metal bands live. Accept no substitute.
