Last festival concert I went to ...

Post #34,261 by drewk 4/3/02 10:24:20 AM Reply	Last festival concert I went to ... Four of us went. We ended up with (among us) a broken clavicle, two dislocated/broken fingers, two black eyes, assorted cuts and bruises, and several man-days worth of hangovers. The score would have been worse, except that one of the guys was a kickboxer and managed to pull another guy (the one with the busted clavicle) out of the bottom of the mosh pit. It actually looked like a scene out of a movie. Jay thinks the pit looks like fun, the other three of us stay on the sidelines. He goes down under the crowd, and we start trying to push through to get him. Suddenly Noah starts throwing fists and elbows and cuts a swath through the middle of the crowd. It looked like a whirlpool crashing around a rock as he mowed them down. He finally got to Jay and we dragged him to the first aid station. I think I knew who one of the bands was before I went (we got free tickets) but we ended up leaving before the headliner came on. This was [mumble mumble] years ago, so I can't say if the mosh-pit-as-recreational-fight is still popular. IOW nothing useful to contribute here. === I can't be a Democrat because I like to spend the money I make. I can't be a Republican because I like to spend the money I make on drugs and whores.
Post #34,262 by boxley 4/3/02 10:27:28 AM Reply	No mosh pitting Being an ex bar security type I can maneuver round the shyte and having a kid with me obligates some sobriety. But what was the level of violence outside the pit? thanx, bill TAM ARIS QUAM ARMIPOTENS
Post #34,271 by Another Scott 4/3/02 11:13:36 AM Reply	I've never had a problem. But I rarely fight my way toward the stage. I think it depends on how close you want to be to the stage, how drunk and nasty the crowd is, etc. But my taste in music isn't that far in the grunge, etc., genre and I'm usually far from "the action". Usually you'll have some indication of a problem before it develops into something serious. Recent shows I've seen: The Who Neil Young The Cure The North(?) Mississippi All-Stars Bare Naked Ladies Blue Mountain Son Volt Things of that sort. Venues include the 930 Club in DC, Nissan Pavilion, Wolf Trap, IOTA in Arlington, The Birchmere in Alexandria, etc. I don't think you'll have a problem with trouble. You'll have more annoyances with frat boys talking the whole time during the show, giants blocking your view, people crowding in if you try to have some space to move, etc. :-( Enjoy! Cheers, Scott.
Post #34,317 by Meerkat 4/3/02 6:18:59 PM Reply	No troubles here But then I didn't get to my first proper concert 'til I was 17. I've never been to a gig where fights have broken out, but I've not seen too many bands where I thought it likely to happen. I've been to gigs where plenty of amusing thigns have happened - Sonic Youth were playing at a festival, and toward the end out walks Nick Cave, with Iggy Pop over his shoulder. Now that was cool. Anyway, before I disappear into the hazy days of my misspent youth... Definitely agree with the people-talking-the-whole-time, and giants-blocking-your-view thing. Going to concerts always makes me feel short :) On and on and on and on, and on and on and on goes John.
Post #34,326 by boxley 4/3/02 6:48:29 PM Reply	Well if you look at the site under the rules thing no cell phones or beepers as they have been used as weapons, made me think a little bit. thanx, bill TAM ARIS QUAM ARMIPOTENS
Post #34,471 by broomberg 4/4/02 10:58:01 PM Reply	I just saw Billy Joel and Elton John Serious old man music. I took my 13 year old son, who loves Billy Joel. EXPENSIVE tickets. $175 each. I'm in a section that got released for sale, day of concert, so it was 1/2 empty. I'm in the perfect seat at the FU Center in Philly. Some large, ugly, drunk guy is dancing in the aisle, directly in my view. I wait until Billy Joel starts, ignoring him during Elton John. I get up and lean toward him. Me: Can you please move over a foot? (I consider this a reasonable request.) Him: NO! Me: (shocked, amazed, and a bit pissy): Huh? What? Him: You MOVE! There are plenty of seats, sit in a different one! Me: No! (I am NOT giving up the perfect seat). I'm standing about 1 foot away from him, staring him down. Note: We were screaming to be heard above the concert at this point. Also, I'm a LITTLE guy, who never fought since junior high, no training. On the other hand, he's drunk, and I'm feeling evil, and I'm SURE I can sucker drop him. I continue stare, a foot away, waiting for the next move. Him: Hey, it's a concert! People Stand!!! Me: NO! ASSHOLES STAND!!! I step about 18 inches back, making sure when he swings at me he has to reach, which will throw him off balance, Then I can slam the side of his head as he wraps around. More staring. He has a look of total fury, combined with confused amazement. He is towering over me, and has probably never heard any back talk in his life. He seems to make a decision, and preps for a swing. At that EXACT moment, a security guard grabs him and throws him in his seat. For the next 2 hours, everytime he forgets, he starts to dance in his seat, and slowly rises. He then remembers, does a quick look around, sees me, and then sinks back down in his seat. hehehehehe
Post #34,474 by Silverlock 4/4/02 11:08:18 PM Reply	Yahoo! Damn that felt good. Oh, wait a minute. That was you. So what, it still felt good. The best scale for an experimental design is ten millimeters to the centimeter.
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Post #34,549 by broomberg 4/5/02 7:35:06 PM Reply	Yeah, I have those big mouth suicidal moments. About 10 years ago I was on a plane from FL, after visiting my mother with my son, who was about 3 at the time. BIG BIKER, tattoos, beard, beer belly, etc, was sitting behind my son. His kid (11ish) was sitting behind me. The little bastard kept kicking my seat. I turned around and asked him to stop. At least twice. I complained to the dad. Him: What can I do? Me: Excuse me? Him: I can't make him stop. Me: How sad. Incapable of controlling a small child. How pitiful can you get. At that point I realized I was trapped in a plane, my back to someone who was by definition an "outlaw", and I had just insulted him. I spent the rest of the flight waiting to get slammed in the back of the head. I don't remember if the kid stopped kicking. I probably would not have noticed over my adrenaline fueled heatbeat. I met up with him again in the bathroom when we landed, but we ignored each other. Whew.
Post #34,554 by kmself 4/6/02 12:26:35 AM Reply	Air seating I don't recall the specifics, but I was in a flight, someone had stuck something in the seat pocket behind me, that was poking me in the back. I explained the problem. No response. I reiterated the problem, more vocally. No response. I jammed my elbow into the back of my seat, full force, dislodging something, and generating a notable, though incoherent, response, in the seat behind me. No problems for the remainder of the flight. Sometimes it helps to be 6'2", 240#+, and fairly compelling in person ;-) Or, as I remarked to someone here a few weeks ago who'd noted that a "self described real asshole was actually a really good friend in person": Most of us who are real assholes have spent too much time polishing the skill to waste it on people or circumstances where it doesn't pay out. `-- Karsten M. Self [link\|mailto:kmself@ix.netcom.com\|kmself@ix.netcom.com] [link\|http://kmself.home.netcom.com/\|[link\|http://kmself.home.netcom.com/\|http://kmself.home.netcom.com/]] What part of "gestalt" don't you understand? Keep software free. Oppose the CBDTPA. Kill S.2048 dead. [link\|http://www.eff.org/alerts/20020322_eff_cbdtpa_alert.html\|[link\|http://www.eff.org/alerts/20020322_eff_cbdtpa_alert.html\|http://www.eff.org/...a_alert.html]]`
Post #34,568 by static 4/6/02 5:53:21 AM Reply	Yes, you're bigger than your photo suggests. :-) "All around me are nothing but fakes Come with me on the biggest fake of all!"

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