Yep, that’s how nice the weather was. And much as I described in my last post, the sunshine ain’t always the photographer’s friend. Like when suddenly, some Fred Durst decides to jump over to the fans and your lens is suddenly aimed at that giant fireball that’s illuminating our planet instead of black backdrops (and bored roadies who snooze on road cases… you should see some of the outtakes!)
So enough about me, how about Limp Bizkit? Their 2011 version looked more mature than before, even Fred Durst managed to look as if he didn’t only care about himself, but really the music. I mean not that he didn’t care about music before, I guess that would be totally wrong, but it just didn’t show that much. For some, really, getting a bit older and wiser is much for the better. And I have to say that, I recently turned 30 and feel like a freaking grandma. Three-O!
PS: I almost, totally almost, resisted saying that Fred Durst looked hungry for more. But then, I couldn’t. If you don’t speak any German, you won’t get the pun anyway, so just forget about it :P


