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      ROCK 
		FEST, Cadott, Wisconsin, 21 July 2012 
		 
		In a 
		crowded market, many festivals would love to have claimed the name Rock 
		Fest for themselves, but the original belongs to the Chippewa Valley 
		Music Festival organisers who for nearly 20 years have staged this huge 
		festival on a sloping site in the Wisconsin countryside.
		
		 
		Back in 
		2000 this was where my love affair with travelling to festivals in 
		America began. For the next five years, the line ups of classic rock and 
		AOR bands were beyond my wildest dreams back home, I made several life 
		long friends and I even fell in love (but that's another story!).
		
		 
		Nothing 
		lasts forever and those memories were consigned to the history books as 
		the festival changed musical policy to chase a variety of more 
		contemporary acts, and when I resumed my travels in 2009, I decamped to 
		rival festival Moondance, 300 miles west across the Minnesota state line 
		and the great Packers v Vikings divide. 
		However 
		Rock Fest has emerged from the doldrums and this year's line up was 
		arguably stronger than Moondance, even if perhaps more accurately dubbed 
		Metal Fest, with Shinedown, Godsmack, Iron Maiden and Def Leppard the 
		headliners with Buckcherry , BlackStone Cherry and Alice Cooper also on 
		the bill.
		
		 
		The 
		festivals overlapped, but luckily for me the final day of RF was the one 
		of most appeal to my more commercial tastes. The Def Leppard, Poison and 
		Lita Ford tour was hitting town with extra acts, with Sheffield's finest 
		generously brought back to fill the headline slot they were scheduled to 
		play last year, only for Joe Elliott's father to pass away. 
		For all my 
		good memories, Rock Fest feels more corporate and less intimate than 
		Moondance, and the most significant difference is how VIP and general 
		punters are treated.
		
		 
		At 
		Moondance, the VIP tent is at the side and a sanded standing area at the 
		front is open to all comers. But here a sizeable area at the front is 
		reserved seating for the American equivalent of the prawn sandwich 
		munchers, VIP ticket holders who have paid four times the amount, but 
		have a slap up meal and unlimited booze thrown in.
		
		 
		Not only 
		does this mean that many bands, especially earlier, play to empty seats 
		at the front, but general admission tickets have to watch from some 
		distance back on the hill, although there is also an oversubscribed and 
		tightly regulated picture taking line down the centre of the stage- 
		albeit that many of the headliners refuse to allow its use.
		
		 
		A 5 hour 
		drive from Minnesota meant that I was never going to catch openers 
		Firehouse, who I would have liked to have seen, and as I hit roadwork 
		traffic on the interstate around Minneapolis/St Paul, the prospect of 
		making Lita Ford began to recede to.
		
		 
		 
		Luckily I 
		caught the last 20 minutes or so of her set and the former Runaway 
		seemed in excellent form. It is often forgotten she is a guitar player 
		as much as a singer and there was some fine interplay with respected 
		guitar partner Mitch Perry on 'Back to the Cave', and after playing a 12 
		string on 'Close My Eyes Forever', sadly devoid of Ozzy Osbourne, the 
		catchy 'Kiss Me Deadly' ended what appeared to have been an excellent set. 
		It was 
		ironic that 72 hours after seeing Skid Row at Moondance Jam, original 
		singer Sebastian Bach was next on the bill. To call him larger 
		than life hardly does him justice as he rabbited constantly and 
		excitedly, held up various signs and obscene props, and seemed to be 
		going for a Guinness world record for the frequency with which the 'F' 
		word was used - in short, he was 43 going on 17. 
		 
		The set 
		mixed a series of Skid Row classics - 'Slave to the Grind', 'Piece of Me', 
		'Here I Am' and 'Monkey Business' to name but a few - with solo material like 
		'American Metalhead' and the impressive 'Tunnel Vision'.
		
		 
		His band 
		were excellent but, like his contemporaries Vince Neil and Axl Rose, it 
		was apparent some of the depth has gone out of his voice which has 
		become a rather raspy, screeching whine that at times missed out some of 
		the lyrics. Nevertheless the likes of '18 and Life' and 'Youth Gone Wild' 
		sparked a frenzy in the crowd and it was an enjoyable set provide you 
		did not analyse too closely.
		
		 
		Few bands 
		divided opinion in their heyday as much as Poison, who were seen 
		either as the epitome of the empty headed glam scene that grunge had to 
		sweep away, or the best purveyors since Kiss of good time music and a 
		mixture of sleazy image and catchy songs.
		
		 
		Year after 
		year in the States, often on package tours like this, they prove they 
		can still put on a spectacular show, even if it is rooted firmly in 
		their glorious past. Indeed the one song not taken from their first 
		three albums was a cover of an even earlier vintage, 'We're an American 
		Band' which I'd seen Grand Funk Railroad do just 24 hours before.
		
		 
		 
		On this 
		occasion, the atmosphere for them was the best of the whole day, from 
		the moment 'Look What the Cat Dragged In' had people singing along, and it 
		helps that all-American hero Brett Michaels and guitarist CC DeVille, 
		who does seem to have become more competent than in his heyday are both 
		natural showmen. 
		
		 
		'Ride the Wind' and 
		'Your Mama Don't Danc', preceded by 
		Brett's harmonica playing, are made for crowd participation, while 'Every 
		Rose Has its Thorn' got couples smooching and lighters waving. 
		 
		There were 
		low points too - 'Unskinny Bop' is as egregiously vacuous as ever, and 
		time was wasted with a CC guitar solo and Rikki Rockett even donning a 
		Bonham-esque bowler hat as he played a drum solo modelled on Moby Dick.
		
		 
		However 
		'Fallen Angel' is a too often overlooked song and there cannot be a band 
		that can reel off two better glam rock party anthems than 'Nothin But a 
		Good Time' and 'Talk Dirty to Me' to end a set. In the debit column though 
		they only played 55 minutes, shorter than both the bands that preceded 
		them.
		
		 
		 
		A Def 
		Leppard gig guarantees quality and attention to detail, from the 
		stage set up, a backdrop of five video screens and lights show, to the 
		sound, to the slickness of the music and the vocal harmonies. This was 
		no exception but the show started slowly with new song 'Undefeated' with 
		Joe Elliott's voice taking on a slightly different, gravelly tone, 'Rocket' and 
		'Let it Go' and 'Foolin', the latter sounding considerably less 
		powerful than when the original line-up recorded them. The crowd seemed 
		subdued and Joe appeared to really be having to pull out all the stops 
		to energise them.
		
		 
		The 
		setlist was also shaken up and I was surprised how early the big hits 
		'Animal', 'Love Bites' and 'Lets Get Rocked' were placed in the set, to the 
		extent I was briefly worried they were doing a shortened set.
		
		 
		But it was 
		to create space for a few changes - marking Hysteria's 25th anniversary, 
		in addition to 'Women', 'Gods of War' got a rare airing, with great sound 
		and lighting effects, even if Joe's voice struggled a tad. It was one of 
		my favourite tracks on the album on release but such was the way the 
		singles dominated the airwaves it was sad to witness how few people here 
		even recognised it. 
		 
		Then 
		during the acoustic segment, where Joe was joined by the whole band, 
		even Rick Allen, they dipped further into the archive with 'Where Does 
		Love Go When it Dies' - the 'Slang' number apparently never before 
		performed live - 'Now' and 'Have You Ever Needed Someone So Bad' part of a 
		medley alongside the more familiar 'Two Steps Behind' and 'Love and Hate 
		Collide'.
		
		 
		I loved 
		Bringing on the Heartbreak getting the full electric treatment and Phil 
		Collen and Vivian Campbell's jousting guitars on the instrumental 'Switch 
		625' before Joe returned for the traditional run in of one hook-filled 
		hit after another - 'Hysteria', 'Armageddon It', 'Photograph' and 'Pour Some 
		Sugar On Me', and an encore of 'Rock of Ages'. 
		
		 
		Predictable yes, as indeed 
		was Joe's 'don't forget us Wisconsin and we won't forget you' sign off, 
		but a timeless reminder of how they brought heavy rock into the 
		mainstream better than anyone.
		
		 
		It was a 
		night to be transported back in a time machine to hair metal's heyday in 
		the eighties, yet Def Leppard and Poison in particular can still put on 
		a spectacular show.
		
		 
		Let's hope 
		Rock Fest takes heed and continues to find a balance between new 
		favourites and the tried and tested classic acts, who have got these 
		festival shows down to a fine art and give the people what they want.
		
 
 Review and 
		photos by Andy Nathan
 
		
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