my moral standing is lying down

December 2010: The Sword (with Karma to Burn) at Webster Hall, NYC.

This was probably my most favorite show ever; it rocked in so many ways. So much stoner metal, I was blissful. Got a good drunk going and that adds to it, but the music AND THE CROWD were just, ugh, the best! I was in the second row of the crowd standing right behind this guy that I was sort of hanging onto, like you do at concerts, who was a sweetheart. The mosh pit was literally right behind me and once when I experienced a sort of undertow from the moshing crowd he felt me instinctively grab at his shirt to maintain balance-- but instead of getting pissed or whatever, he stuck his (very muscled) arm out behind him so I could latch on. *____*

Later during the show I was more actually in the mosh pit and -- seriously, it was the best pit -- I got knocked down and it was hard to get up with all the bodies around me. THREE GUYS behind me all went to lift me up at the same time. It was slightly unexpected, but lol, the force of all three of them helping me up actually lifted me off my feet! I turned around and hugged the one behind me and was like OMG THANKSSSSSS!

When the show was over and the space had mostly emptied out I was walking across the mostly-deserted pit area. There were five or six guys standing in a circle, talking, and as I walked past one of them said, "oh hey, are you okay?" I was surprised for a sec, and then realized he must've been one of the guys who'd helped me up earlier, so I said, "Yeah, oh my god, thanks for helping me up!"

THIS is what mosh pits should be like. Don't let anyone tell you different.





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December 2010: Inhaling the soap-bubble "come" shot out of Rammstein's penis-cannon during Pussy. At Madison Square Garden in NYC.

From my post about it: Hahah, toward the end of Pussy, they brought out a big cannon, painted to look like a penis -- and shot soapy foam all over the pit. And like the smart thing that I am, I got distracted, held my breath, and then realized I had to breathe and promptly inhaled the soap. And choked. Yes, I'm a fucking idiot. Everyone in the pit got wet with soapy foam. THEN they shot ticker tape out of the dick-cannon, so we were all wet, and soapy, and covered in paper.

Yeah, it "comes" at about 3:20. Which, you know, typical.



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