While I get myself a beer I try to look around, the atmosphere gets even more energized as more people arrive at the already packed Store Vega.

Michael Poulsen of Volbeat having a blast Without claiming anything extraordinary they manage to present their nicely balanced mix of old-school Motörhead-style rock and cello-powered rockabilly tunes. People are chanting, pumping fists and greeting Emil and his mates with a “Skål”! The 45 minutes that Grumpynators have at their disposal are used wisely. The guys seem to have fun on stage and this helps them break the ice between them and the already amped audience. As the night progresses, however, the minor instrumental mistakes and uncertainty in vocalist Emil's voice slowly fade out and give way to a friendly, “rockish”, cool feel. Everyone is enjoying themselves and the smiles on their faces are a good argument for that.Īs for what's happening on stage - Grumpynators is the name of the native hard rock quartet that completed the night's 100% danish rock experience - the guys seem a little bit nervous by the time I enter the hall. True fans with Volbeat t-shirts are rocking out couples are swaying to the groove parents and chilled out guys are having a beer in their hand, or acquiring one. It is great! I am surrounded by people of various ages, each of whom seems to be excited in their own way. Before I present the band to you, I would like to say a few words about the atmosphere that I am greeted by upon arriving in Store Vega tonight. Like the photos? Check out more by Peter Troestįashionably late (15 minutes or so), I arrive to find the only supporting act of the night already on stage. That, and the fact that I listened to “Guitar Gangsters and Cadillac Blood” every time I had a long drive makes my anticipation of this rock'n'roll feast quite high.

I don't know about you, but for me this band brings a special mix of rock/metal music that a person can equally well jump, mosh, dance and sing loudly along to. Ah, Volbeat – I must admit it has been a while since I first started listening to them. I take a stroll along Istedgade on my way to Store Vega and the only thing in my mind right now are the words “Counting all the assholes in the room, I'm definitely not aloooooone, I'm not alooooooone.”. The city lights seem to shine in an unusual playful way.

Volbeat still counting tshirt