Day two started relatively early in the name of the mythical mutant prehistoric reptile: Godzilla. The monster left its mark on the whole day, let's see how it all happened...

Godzilla was too drunk to destroy Tokyo

Sara, Ale and Nico summoned Godzilla already with the first few chords. The barely 150cm tall monster arose from the river Mreznica, walked up to the stage and waited for the development of events. The band sprinkled tons of heavy riffs on the audience, soon a nice friendly moshpit manifested. In the center of it Alina (ca. 160cm, about 50kg with kettlebells) threw huge biker-alike guys to the left and right in her flip-flops. The fun peaked, beer flowed by the gallons. And that's what nourishes Godzilla too: every beer drunken in his vicinity makes him grow and get more drunken too. Only two songs remained, when the - then already grown huge - demon left the stage to discover the rest of the festival. He moved with the grace of a concrete gazelle built in brutalist style, so amps flew left, cabs flew right. The gig ended prematurely with Nico's drum solo.

 Modula Nation

The band was practicing in the outskirts of Graz, playing latin funk rythms, when sudenly the reverb pedal broke. They made their way to buy a new one. In the shop they were handed a suspicious orange device with the ancient runes "Distortion" on it. They put it in the effect chain and hearing the results Christian Kürschner started to scream. They all agreed it was splendid.

 

RoadkillSoda

Matt Pike morphed into a beaver, jumped into the Mreznica and built a dam. The little river soon flooded the whole valley, turning it into a swamp. In the mysterious depths of the swamp ancient rythms roared, RoadkillSoda was summoning long forgotten alligator demons. In the rest of the night we turned our attention to the main stage. It's important to note here, that we appreciate the less informal and more direct ambience of the Jam and Mill stages. Of course it is a great experience to hear our favorites on the main stage: My Sleeping Karma, Uncle Acid, or 1000Mods, Gnome and Kadavar form the earlier years. These all sound great on such a big stage, but still, it is more like an entertainment service, than a shared experience with the band.

 

And then came Daevar... Daevar

 The show started really promising. It roared, screamed and delicately floated where it had to. For two songs, and then off it went. Literally. We still don't know to this day what has happened: maybe the unleashed Godzilla caused fatal tectonic movements? Maybe frying the curry chicken wrap that Svejk ordered has overloaded the electric line? Or maybe uncle Mirko in the neighbourhood got fed up with the noise and cut the power line? No-one knows... The Quick Responding Tectonic Assault Team of the Croatian Scientific Academy came to the site really fast and restored the power in about 40 Minutes. During this time the lead singer of Daevar entertained the crowd unplugged: - She started a whistle concert - She made the crowd sing - She started a silent circle pit - She body surfed - She made body surfing a guy who had his bachelor party at the festival - She made the crowd do a locomotive-dance for said guy So she did everything to contradict what I just wrote above about the main stage - and she did it right. At the end they had time for one last song, but they delivered undoubtedly one of the most extraordinary experiences of the festival.

 

 The rest of the lineup on the main stage went as expected: Planet Of Zeus was a good craftman's work, but nothing more. Like you would take out the Van from 1000Mods, and would be left with Super Vacations only. My Sleeping Karma made us a nice journey, at the end they summoned Ganesh, who hand in hand with the band's guitarist yeti hugged the runaway Godzilla, whispered "Gouranga, my brother" in his ears in a soothing voice. Godzilla fell asleep, finally everybody could relax. The main act of the night was Uncle Acid And The Deadbeats They reminded us Tarantino's Grindhouse, but our tired minds said: enough. So we made our way home, had a few more drinks a little chatter and off we went to the realm of dreams. 

Big thanks to Mr. Schweyk for the photos and to DCS for the excellent report! AMEN!

Another sonic traveler joins the Psych Castle walls! 

We are thrilled to announce that AcidSitter, one of Poland’s most exciting new psychedelic rock acts, will be joining the strange and wonderful world of Jam In The Psych Castle! 

Fuzz-drenched guitars, hypnotic grooves, cosmic melodies and a healthy dose of psychedelic madness — AcidSitter are not just a band that plays songs, they open a gateway to another dimension.

 Hailing from Kraków, the band blends the spirit of classic psychedelic rock with garage, stoner and krautrock influences, delivering a live experience full of energy, atmosphere and unexpected twists.

Get ready for another unforgettable encounter beneath the castle skies!

See you in Pusztazámor, where riffs, jams and psychedelic journeys take over the castle grounds!

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The 2026 Bearstone Fest report is long overdue thanks to my own laziness, but I'm finally posting it in several parts. Huge thanks to the members of Space Cadet, Schweyk, and Dudás Csabi for putting this report together, with plenty of support from their drummer, Pisti! Thanks, guys! Now, enjoy the read!

Bearstone day 1.

It's been a long way all along the Mreznica river, we docked or rubber ducks in the beautiful bay of BearStone. We rushed to the nearest bar to get some refreshments, and jumped into the colorful carnival of the festival. There were two bands in the first evening that left deep marks in our pitiful souls.

Volcanova: We cruise on the endless volcanic fields of Iceland with our beaten Volkswagen T3. Music roars from the radio, the whole crew in the car bangs their heads to the rythm, the suspensions crackle like hell. Oooops!!! A volcano just erupted under the car, the riffs get heavier and heavier, they are almost unbearable now. We fly to the sky, but then land on razor-sharp solidified lava crests with our bare feet, where we start a jolly circle pit.

Stinking Lizaveta: The Pancake Headed Moby Dick has beaten up poor Lizaveta's hair, so it's all blue and green now. Captain Hemingvopopoulos got mighty angry hearing this, he closed his small gyros stand, jumped on his tiny boat and sailed away. At the Thermopylae strait he took a sharp right and didn't stop before Pompeii, where he ordered a large Vesuvio pizza. He borrowed the large pizza spatula from the pizza guy and beat up the ill-bred monster with that. In the meantime Lizaveta relieved his anger with energetic and loud drumming.

Day Two is coming soon.

Big thanks to Mr. Schweyk for the photos and to DCS for the excellent report! AMEN!

Megkésve írok. Eleve késve értünk le Mundi Csabival a hajóra és ezért a Johnny Nasty Boots koncertjéről lemaradtunk.Ezt sajnáljuk, de tényleg. Pallagi Laci (LP láz) barátunknak nagyon tetszett és zenei berkekben az ő szavai elég mérvadóak. Finta Sanyival karöltve szívesen vállalták, hogy írnak a JNB koncertjéről.Ez elég nagy megtiszteltetés! Köszi Sanyi és Laci!

"A Los Angelesben élő, de Mexikóvárosból származó Johnny Nasty Boots vezette trió energikus és zsigeri érzéssel teli bemutatkozó bulit nyomott az A38-as hajón. Hihetetlen de igaz a múlt hónapban is láthattuk az "Electric Guitarlands 2026 " keretein belül olyan nevekkel, mint Rowan Robertson ( Dio ) ,Vinnie Moore. A NEBULA 25!!! állomásos Európai turnéja során, ha jól tudom ez az első látogatásuk kontinensünkre, mint Johnny Nasty Boots Trió . Fiatal latinó előadóról és a bandájáról van szó, az énekes/gityós Johnny a 20-as évei elején járhat, de veterán feelinggel, karizmatikusan nyomta a Psych Rock riffeket és szólókat, miközben énekelt is! A természetes rock sztár hozzáállás és a tehetség egyértelműen megvan. Kinézetre Slash és Mountain 's Leslie West fiatal verziójaként lehetne leírni a srácot. A dobos és basszer is lazán, de magabiztosan nyomták a Hendrix és Mountain-hoz hasonlítható témákat, olykor szabad jazz-tipusú jam részekbe is könnyedén belevágtak. Egyértelmű, hogy órákat tudnának improvizálni ha úgy adja a helyzet. Máris sok követőjük van az instagrammon és bandcampen. A hangulatos bemelegítés a Nebula koncert alapján egyértelműen sikeres karrierre hivatottak, ha tovább dolgozik és érlelődik a trió. Szívesen megnézném őket újra teljes programmal is."

Johnny Nasty Boots - Setlist:

-Lovers (On the Road)

-Howlin’ and Dying

-For Your Love

-Soho

-Whiskey & Reefer -

Blues

-I’m Cursed

Mielött tovább lépnénk tudni érdemes, hogy a Nebulat a Fu Mancu-ból kilépő Eddie Glass, és Ruben Romano alapította. Jelenleg már csak Eddie van a szinpadon az eredeti felállásból.

A Nebula koncert nem kezdődöt elég jól, de a hangzás beli hibákat az első dal végére úgy ahogy helyre tették. Eddie Glass szeintem elég enervált volt egész végig, bár nagyon profin nyomta, de  a dobos és a basszeros élvezte minden percét a koncertenk. A számok felölelték szinteaz egész életművüket. A lemezeken hallható effekteket, prüttyögéseket itt most kihagyták, ettől viszont sokkal nyersebb, rock orientáltabb megközelítést kaptunk. Érdekes volt hallani ezeket a dalokat ennyire pőre megközelítésben, de nekem ez így jobban bejött, mint a lemezeken. Egész végig az pörgött a fejemben, hogy Eddie Glass jelenléte miatt, a Fu manchuban lehet érezni a Nebula hatásait, vagy épp fordítva? De mindegy is. Eddie Glassmég mindig nyomja és reméljük, még sokáig. 

Arról már nem is beszélnék, hogy egy ilyen korszakalkotó zenekar koncertjén mennyien voltak! Viszont elgondolkozhat minden rockzene kedvelő ember azon, vajon miért is haldoklik az élő zene?!

AMEN!

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