There are headliners, there are guitar heroes, and then there are the true legends of Steelhouse Festival.

No, we’re not talking about the bands blasting riffs from the Mountain Stage. We’re talking about the bloke wandering around with a roll of ā€œHello, My Name Isā€¦ā€ stickers, a marker pen, and a mission to make complete strangers feel like old mates.

Every festival has its characters. At Steelhouse, this absolute legend has become one of them.

šŸ˜‚ ā€œWhat’s Your Name, Butt?ā€

If you’ve spent any time around the arena this weekend, you’ve probably seen him.

Dressed in a bright orange shirt that makes him impossible to miss and sporting one of the most wonderfully ridiculous crocheted hats you’ll ever lay eyes on, he’s been stopping festival-goers to hand out personalised name badges.

Some people get their actual name.

Others aren’t so lucky…

You might end up being called ā€œCaptain Ciderā€, ā€œLord of the Pitā€, ā€œBeer Wizardā€, or whatever nickname popped into his head after a quick chat. Somehow, every single one raises a smile.

It’s silly.

It’s simple.

And it’s absolutely brilliant.

ā¤ļø It’s What Makes Steelhouse Special

Steelhouse has always been different.

Yes, the line-up is stacked with incredible rock bands. Yes, the scenery is breathtaking. And yes, standing on top of a Welsh mountain listening to live music is about as good as life gets.

But it’s the people that make this festival what it is.

You arrive as strangers.

By Sunday afternoon, you’re sharing drinks with people you only met on Friday, laughing at inside jokes, and greeting complete strangers because they’re wearing one of the famous name tags.

Suddenly, everyone knows everyone.

Or at least they pretend to!

🤘 Festival Community at Its Best

The beauty of Steelhouse is that nobody takes themselves too seriously.

One minute you’re watching a band tear the mountain apart with a wall of riffs.

The next, you’re chatting to someone wearing a Viking helmet while another fan proudly sports a handwritten sticker introducing themselves as something completely ridiculous.

Those little moments are what you’ll remember long after the amps have been switched off.

They’re the stories you’ll tell next year.

They’re the reason people keep coming back.

šŸ“ø Have You Got One?

We’re convinced there are hundreds—if not thousands—of Steelhouse fans walking around this weekend proudly wearing one of these legendary stickers.

So we want to know…

Did you get a name tag from the legend?

Show us what he wrote, tell us the story behind it, and let’s celebrate one of Steelhouse Festival’s most wholesome traditions.

Because festivals aren’t just about the bands.

They’re about the people who make complete strangers laugh, create unforgettable memories, and remind us why the rock community is one of the best in the world.

See you on the mountain, butt! šŸ»šŸ¤˜