course was the last written notice not only a bit of advertising, but also a hypothesis - and a little hope. The BootBooHook has undergone the examination and, at least to a minimum, proven. "BootOoKooHooTooHook - or what" (! Ninja, The Go Team)
Our festival weekend starts not with the euphoric wristband. It starts by pressing the doorbell on a nine-WG, because: The BootBooHook is equipped with only rare campsites, and because the camping ticket also studentischruinöse eight euro extra costs, we have decided to couch surfing, where you must realize that we actually did not really know on which host we get involved there. latter we get over the weekend in Hanover in the apartment and did not see them, but some other nice people, the WG is more of a personally decorated hostel as a person busy space - and therefore remains tough competition for the cute Festival, for which we are actually getuckert from Berlin here. To Lower Saxony.
We meet on the grounds that a few minutes from our accommodation in the student area of Linden, no matter many friends. This is an unquestionable advantage of any small festivals, and also the reason I just prefer it like big as their brothers. The music, as on any festival, pretty soon a very nice secondary thing, the audience, on the large proportion of the term adjusts Hipster unüberraschenderweise very good, the location, the old bed spring factory between houses in streets, play on which catch small Turkish children and the pizza stand at least as interesting. We lose ourselves in the vortex of the rapidly passing day, which is blessed with sun, and the performances by Friska Viljor and The Notwist noise on the main stage over to us. They are legendary fireworks similar to expected (and hoped) and produce goosebumps even in the face.
When we noon the next day rested and take a good mood to our friends, who sit still hung-over among the tents, it is news, the sad, obviously, the atmosphere: At night, there have been robberies all the tents have been removed completely, valuable items were partially stolen, despite the presence of the sleepers out of their tents - at least that's what is rumored. Now there are more folders and more fences, the organizers themselves are shocked and do their best, must concede to them. It can probably only get better. We throw unique views: Our host does not steal. Long live couch surfing. When we acquire in addition to the main stage the first beer is instead Bambi Kino Teles front man, Francesco Wilking, on just this. Bambi cinema from falling, but the replacement is not bad, so: All content. Bernd Begemann liberating lifts the mood even more highly, because he is funny and turns along the way to the BootBooHook the trailer for the Federal Vision Song Contest in which he is actively involved this year, apparently. This requires the audience to show its best side, of course, that's why we wear our glasses porn back in the shade and cheer from further back.
The whole afternoon is spent on the large, full lawn in front of the Blue Stage and are very happy about The Go! Team: The British once again prove that God wants to see on stage. During the first three songs Photography is allowed in the pit, and of course it can only be fantastic images. This lead singer! It can not be of this world. Your energy will take the glowing faces of the crowd that is fascinating from the bottom up rigid and do not understand why her legs move by itself. 
The "atmosphere", as Frank Spilker (Die Sterne) says, is changing as soon as Hot Chip entered the stage - of course, the guys are just not a ninja, but the Music is somehow fulfilling and satisfying. Short for Fertig, Los! Reingehört satisfying two songs, we are happy. We think, after these performances, it may actually be only worse, because an increase is hardly possible - and unfortunately we are right to want. Because of the other music we do not see much. The main stage is closed. to enrich one entering in the Green Stage, the Bratz and Egotronic is almost impossible. We are constantly trying to 24-3 clock, but the snake is only longer. Bratz is, apparently spontaneously, transferred to a canvas that hangs on the main stage out there, but because of the residents the sound is turned on barely audible. How they look, we know that. In fact, we create
imminent Egotronic Good-Bye to say after all, we hereinzuquetschen somehow, and bruising was worth it. Egotronic cover as they could read our thoughts, and we enjoy an almost full-length concert. We come back sweaty and euphoric in the WG and are pleased that we can have breakfast the next day at a huge table in silence and have to break down a tent. Such a festival in the city center makes all others in the Pampa in the shade.
wallpaper Records, which released the BootBooHook Festival this year for the third time on their feet have to apologize, on their official website for everything that is going wrong. Of course, running at a festival is always something wrong, but mostly it's mainly the weather, at least in this respect, the 2010 BootBooHook escaped. Because of traffic jams at the Green Stage will be in 2011 the concept again strongly conceived, and what this means for the BootBooHook, which is defined precisely by its location and the location and outside these walls barely imagine, is probably in the near future . clarify Anyway: As long as the great name does not change, I will be there again next year. 
