Kobetasonik festival, Bilbao

Travelday Thursday:
I took a cab from our rehearsal place, with all the guitars and stuff, and met the others at the Central Station in Stockholm at 5.30 in the morning. Everybody (not me) were more or less a mess, after staying out all night partying (and some fights as well) with Hardcore Superstar who played the night before, and had a aftershow party at Harry B James. We flew to Barcelona, where we had to wait for a couple of hours for the next flight to Bilbao. We spent the day eating extremely discusting sandwishes and salads that the airport could offer.

Don't try this at home!!! Uäääh!

My legs in the sky
Nicki is bored....
Ida's fantastic burger....

When we finally arrived in Bilbao, we were greeted by Roberto, who had the pleasant mission to look after us during this little road trip. (on the picture above! The guy below has nothing to do with Roberto!!)(as far as we know!!!)Then we went out for a drink and was entertained by a spanish accordeon player. The other girls wanted me to play as well but I wasn't drunk enough so I didn't want to. Then we spent the rest of the evening writing a nasty short story together and having some more drinks, and we went back to the hotel around 11 in the evening, pretty exhausted. Me and Nickis' room. The view sucked but the room was good!

GIG DAY FRIDAY
Next day we went for a radio interview in the morning, before going to the festival.
We arrived at the festival around 12. I just love the festivals, it reminds me of a stable when it looks like this, but instead of horses every box has a rockband in it! :-) The first thing we saw was that Hot Leg was our neighbours, and a bit to the right we had Machine Head, among others. Pretty cool!

We even got name on our wine.. a whole fridge with good stuff.. dangerous when you have a early gig.. and there was also a free bar... even more dangerous! -but we love it!!! :-)After making ourselves a home in the dressing room, it was time for a quick sound check. Unfortunately the weather wasn't that good, it even rained, but it wasn't cold at least. The sound check went pretty quick and we all had a great sound. I was really happy with my 4 (!!) monitors, just perfect!
On the way to the gig: Klara, Nicki and Champagne
Before the gig..

..the gig!
View from the festival

Hot Leg (almost) caught in action
eeeh.. Ida is trying out Justin Hawkins crutch during their gig.. don't tell anyone!

Ida and the singer of Cradle of Filth are posing backstage at the Hot Leg gig.
After the gig we had lots of interviews, here is Nicki and some journalists in the press tent.

Later in the afternoon we had a crowded signing/photo session.
A guy with good taste just bought our brand new t-shirt.

THE DISSY PART OF THE NIGHT starts here..

After all the interviews were done, the gig and the signing session was done, -what to do!? Explore the free bar, and enjoy the fine company consisting of all the bands playing at the festival! At the bar, I found the Cradle of Filth guys, and I think I convinced them that I should be their new tour manager. I really don't know exactly why we came to this bright conclusion, but it had something to do with my plan to fill up a whole container with beer and put on their tourbus as they were leaving for Hell Fest in France one hour later.


Here is a picture of the singer in Cradle of Filth, taking a picture of a mountain that looked like a pyramid in a beautiful sunset.
When I abandoned my new job and went back to the backstage area I -OH MY-found Klara in full action reading the dirty short story from the day before, for a very interested Hot Leg band and everyone interested. Then all of a sudden a crew guy passed us, probably on the way to his tour bus. I am glad I don't know which band this fitness ball belongs to. But I'm impressed of who ever they might be, serious dudes!Later in the night, Machine Head was leaving the festival, and I took the opportunity to ask Rob Flynn for a picture. God damn couldn't anyone have told me I had lipstick on my chin..!? But anyway it's good that I washed away the mustasch pretty quick, it was only on for half an hour or something (I'm not sure though)
Then we went out in the crowd to watch Marylin Manson.
Flying water bottles..
A dude I met during the MM gig....
Backline/stage boss Tomt'n and booking agent/care keeper Roberto.
As I was too drunk to get any new rockstar friends at this late hour, I was still capable of taking pictures. And of course I had to save the moment when Nicki had a talk with the drummer of Marylin Manson. Sweet!
Around 2 we drove back to the hotel, together with Hot Leg. Then of course we all went straight to bed.

There are some rumours -spread over the whole festival next day- that some of the Crucified Barbaras had been running around naked in the hotel, but of course we deny everything, it must have been some other swedish girls.


Sound engineer Mattias -always smiling. Nicki Wicked - have seen better days.
Don't bring your favourite boots to a festival... (Nickis') Then we had to spend 7 hours at one airport before we could get on the plane back home to Stockholm. We read books, slept on the hard couches and ate discusting stuff served in a shitty restaurant where I think the owner wanted to see all his customers/guests dead if it wouldn't be his way of making a living.
When we arrived to Stockholm, we were picked up by the same driver who drove us to the airport 2 days ago. He was laughing at us and said we looked tired. I could only agree...

Big thanks to Kobetasonik for making a great festival, everything run very smooth, people were very nice and we had a fantastic day. Hope to come back again soon!
Cheers'n'Beers
/ Mia & the barbs