30 in 30: #14 or Mosh-/Death- pit.
I hate moshing. To be more specific, I hate thrashers and crowd surfers. Being in the pit with everyone is fun. Being in the pit getting thrown around like a rag doll with everyone else while 5 idiots ruin music I paid 20 dollars to listen to makes me wanna get arrested for attempted murder.
I'm tall. My head sticks up above everyone else's. So, when a body comes rolling over the crowd or comes down after being launched several feet into the air, my head is the FIRST thing that gets hit. IT HURTS. Plus, I wear glasses, so I'm fucking terrified the whole time I'm in the pit that I'll have a bent thing worth 300 dollars in my hands after the show, while I'm wandering blindly back to the car.
Okay, so, just avoid the pit at shows, right? Well, to complicate things, I just can't get into concerts as much unless I'm in the front. With my favorite local band being one that has a slew of fucktarded moshing listeners (unlike me, I'm just a fucktarded listener), I find myself in a predicament. I have so much love for the band, but there's only so much pushing I can take before the show simply becomes un-enjoyable. I'll be at the last local show this band will play for a while on Friday and I know I'll be in the front, but I'm dreading it already because I'll be doing that annoying thing where I'm trying to keep balance and not get crushed to death when I'm trying to rock out to sweet tunes! There is a positive side, though: the place they're playing only spawns thrashers as opposed to crowd surfers, as there's not enough ceiling height. (I knew I loved that place for another reasons than the PA and soundguy.)
The only thing I can do now is just get there early so I'll be against the stage, which makes all the pushing a little easier to deal with. That way I won't get pissed and spend the whole time wishing I could figure out a way to elbow a motherfucker in the face without getting in trouble.
Until a couple months ago, I hadn't been to a concert where there might've been moshing for 5 years. A few days before that show, I asked one of the people in the band I was going to see, "so, is there going to be moshing?" He says, "unfortunately, yes," and goes on about how much he hates it. Ha, how naïve I was, asking a question like that. Now I know... at any show where fast-paced, even remotely hard, "non-intellectual" (yes, that's mocking) rock music is played, there will be moshing. No exceptions, because there will always be more than five guys in the place. I hate it.
When I'm in the pit, getting pushed around, singing along, being thirsty, wishing I hadn't used so much gel in my hair because it's sweating off down onto my face, and rocking the fuck out... my mind will drift at some point, hoping that the band would say, "STOP THE FUCKING THRASHING!" and get the people who kept on kicked out, so the majority of us could focus on enjoying their music and nothing else. They never do. I'll have to ask 'em why sometime.
I'm tall. My head sticks up above everyone else's. So, when a body comes rolling over the crowd or comes down after being launched several feet into the air, my head is the FIRST thing that gets hit. IT HURTS. Plus, I wear glasses, so I'm fucking terrified the whole time I'm in the pit that I'll have a bent thing worth 300 dollars in my hands after the show, while I'm wandering blindly back to the car.
Okay, so, just avoid the pit at shows, right? Well, to complicate things, I just can't get into concerts as much unless I'm in the front. With my favorite local band being one that has a slew of fucktarded moshing listeners (unlike me, I'm just a fucktarded listener), I find myself in a predicament. I have so much love for the band, but there's only so much pushing I can take before the show simply becomes un-enjoyable. I'll be at the last local show this band will play for a while on Friday and I know I'll be in the front, but I'm dreading it already because I'll be doing that annoying thing where I'm trying to keep balance and not get crushed to death when I'm trying to rock out to sweet tunes! There is a positive side, though: the place they're playing only spawns thrashers as opposed to crowd surfers, as there's not enough ceiling height. (I knew I loved that place for another reasons than the PA and soundguy.)
The only thing I can do now is just get there early so I'll be against the stage, which makes all the pushing a little easier to deal with. That way I won't get pissed and spend the whole time wishing I could figure out a way to elbow a motherfucker in the face without getting in trouble.
Until a couple months ago, I hadn't been to a concert where there might've been moshing for 5 years. A few days before that show, I asked one of the people in the band I was going to see, "so, is there going to be moshing?" He says, "unfortunately, yes," and goes on about how much he hates it. Ha, how naïve I was, asking a question like that. Now I know... at any show where fast-paced, even remotely hard, "non-intellectual" (yes, that's mocking) rock music is played, there will be moshing. No exceptions, because there will always be more than five guys in the place. I hate it.
When I'm in the pit, getting pushed around, singing along, being thirsty, wishing I hadn't used so much gel in my hair because it's sweating off down onto my face, and rocking the fuck out... my mind will drift at some point, hoping that the band would say, "STOP THE FUCKING THRASHING!" and get the people who kept on kicked out, so the majority of us could focus on enjoying their music and nothing else. They never do. I'll have to ask 'em why sometime.