Jan 16, 2009 16:59
I missed the Clutch show in Grand Rapids on New Years. That's okay because I had a killer New Years a home with Josh and Jude.
But part of me was secretly moping about it...boo hoo I want to see Neil. boo hoo I had to leave the last show early cos I messed up and didn't get babysitter arrangements far enough in advance...
So imagine my awesome surprise when HOLY MOLY Clutch is coming back, baby! Machine Shop in February.
I am not leaving this show early for any reason. other than emergency. Which won't happen.
BECAUSE I WILL KILL EVERYONE if i have to leave early.
Anyway. I was reading on the message boards about the show - looking up the trend of songs they're playing on this go around, whatever.
And I came across a really interesting board post about how people who push and punch to get to the front of the show halfway through the show are a bunch of a-holes. And then those people who do that started replying about how "it's a gen-admission show, you tool! You don't own the right to stand in the front!"
and now there's a big ol fight about who is right.
And you know, I don't know. I thought it was always just assumed that if you go up front during a hardcore show, that you're going to get knocked around. If you hang out by the pit, you're going to get whapped or even worse, pulled in by mistake.
There is the 'crush' that happens when a headliner comes on. I've been crushed at the morrissey concert when the folding chairs we were standing on all folded up at once and everyone sort of fell on each other. I had a bruise down the entire side of my leg for about a month and 1/2.
That's just the nature of the beast.
BUT. I still think people that punch and push and fight their way to the front when I've been standing there for an hour and 1/2 waiting patiently are a bunch of assholes and would love to just spit in their eyes.
I don't know what side to take on this fence. I knwo that I get extremely possessive of my spot and will not move for anyone. Even if that means i have to get knocked around a bit.
If i pick a spot, it's cos I can see the show. That's why I go to shows. I go to shows to watch the f'ing band and to listen to them play. Not to get drunk, stupid, rowdy, chat on my cell phone, talk to my friends, and mosh until I bleed.
Maybe I'm the dumb one?
Either way, I know where I'm standing on Feb. 22 and I'm not moving until Neil leaves the building.