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I missed Panic's entire set.
The fucking promoter never got back to me about camera policy which I am so so angry about, he could have at least had the decency to reply with a 'no' I would have been fine with that, but I got fuck all.
My right knee gave out completely in the queue before the doors opened, and I couldn't put any weight on it, it was a little better by the time the doors were open, but I was already freaking out. And no one was allowed to sit on the steps at all, and the fucking floor was covered in KFC.
By the time the second support band were on (fuck they were bad) the crowd had grown behind me (I was off to the side) and some fans of the support band were jumping and flailing a bit (seriously fucking stupid, you want to do that in a crowd you go into the crowd don't do that shit in the middle of people who just want to stand and watch the set) and I got my knee kicked in twice and couldn’t stand at all.
It hurt like fuck, and I really really freaked out and had to get the hell out of there. But because I couldn't put any weight on my right leg I had to limp and I accidentally stumbled into one of the girls who was jumping and she deliberately kicked me again.
I had to have first aid and ended up sitting in the bar with a giant ice pack on my leg. I missed everything. The bar is pretty heavily sound proofed as well so I could only hear the drums and the screaming girls.
I seriously don't know why I even fucking bothered. I will probably never get to see them again, the crowd was too big and I cannot deal with shitty stuff like that when I'm not freaking the fuck out.
The fucking promoter never got back to me about camera policy which I am so so angry about, he could have at least had the decency to reply with a 'no' I would have been fine with that, but I got fuck all.
My right knee gave out completely in the queue before the doors opened, and I couldn't put any weight on it, it was a little better by the time the doors were open, but I was already freaking out. And no one was allowed to sit on the steps at all, and the fucking floor was covered in KFC.
By the time the second support band were on (fuck they were bad) the crowd had grown behind me (I was off to the side) and some fans of the support band were jumping and flailing a bit (seriously fucking stupid, you want to do that in a crowd you go into the crowd don't do that shit in the middle of people who just want to stand and watch the set) and I got my knee kicked in twice and couldn’t stand at all.
It hurt like fuck, and I really really freaked out and had to get the hell out of there. But because I couldn't put any weight on my right leg I had to limp and I accidentally stumbled into one of the girls who was jumping and she deliberately kicked me again.
I had to have first aid and ended up sitting in the bar with a giant ice pack on my leg. I missed everything. The bar is pretty heavily sound proofed as well so I could only hear the drums and the screaming girls.
I seriously don't know why I even fucking bothered. I will probably never get to see them again, the crowd was too big and I cannot deal with shitty stuff like that when I'm not freaking the fuck out.