The pit was a lot of fun. I think all of us were a bit aged and tired, so it wasn’t as insanely violent as some of the pits I’ve punished myself in in the past (which I really appreciat. When rowdy songs would rage up like “Deity” or “Thieves” there would be about 30 seconds to a minute of full energy and then we’d all kinda disperse and slowdown like, “All right, enough of that. My knee is goin’ wonky on me again.”
you need to ramp it up…go to a cannibal corpse pit.
For all the hardcore/‘extreme’ bands I’ve seen, I would still actually say the rowdiest pit I ever saw was at a Melvins show a few years back. It was surreal because it didn’t even fit the vibe of the music half the time. Fat shirtless dudes were fistfighting and wrestling on the floor and some girl was jumping on people’s backs and choking them and pulling their hair and shit even when we were just listening to stretches of slowly-building feedback-drone or lighter fare like their recent Beatles covers. It was annoying.
For all the hardcore/‘extreme’ bands I’ve seen, I would still actually say the rowdiest pit I ever saw was at a Melvins show a few years back. It was surreal because it didn’t even fit the vibe of the music half the time. Fat shirtless dudes were fistfighting and wrestling on the floor and some girl was jumping on people’s backs and choking them and pulling their hair and shit even when we were just listening to stretches of slowly-building feedback-drone or lighter fare like their recent Beatles covers. It was annoying.
I’ve seen kids mosh to Beck. Sad. During Primus’ “Flog A Dead Horse” tour about 12 years ago, the pit got so rowdy that they knocked over the stage/pit barricade. The security guards were perplexed. They were like “Slayer’s played here, this shit didn’t happen for THEM.”
And of course, there’s the time I saw a guy juggling a hatchet at the Body Count / Exodus concert in Brooklyn. But that’s a story for another time.
Moshing was such a thing in the '90s, I saw people doing it at They Might Be Giants. There was one kid who always went to shows wearing a motorcycle helmet, and one of the TMBG guys called him out for wearing a helmet in the pit as “cheating”.
[reply][reply]you need to ramp it up…go to a cannibal corpse pit.
I have no interest in the band,let alone whatever cretins are groping each other in the so/called pit.[/reply]
Ya gotta ramp it up,brah…you just aren’t edgy enough…you need a mission statement!!![/reply]
it sounds like he has a mission statement hints why he is not interested in cretins in a pit.
twinktrap careful now. he may not be ready to lay all the cards down.
He does need to ramp it up, so do you.
[reply][reply][reply]you need to ramp it up…go to a cannibal corpse pit.
I have no interest in the band,let alone whatever cretins are groping each other in the so/called pit.[/reply]
Ya gotta ramp it up,brah…you just aren’t edgy enough…you need a mission statement!!![/reply]
it sounds like he has a mission statement hints why he is not interested in cretins in a pit.
twinktrap careful now. he may not be ready to lay all the cards down.
He does need to ramp it up, so do you.[/reply]
I don’t remember any notable mosh pits but when I saw the Ramones there was a fence that separated the underage from the overage where the beer was sold. The underage people broke down the fence halfway through their set so they had to stop selling beer to everyone. I was irritated.
Sounds like a bunch of festivals I’ve been to with so-called “beer tents.” Can’t leave the beer tent without an unfinished beer. And who would want to? There’s nothing like standing shoulder to shoulder in a packed muddy tent while your favorite band plays somewhere out of sight.
I love watching trashy crime-documentaries like Forensic Files, and one of my favorite things I could make a drinking game out of is the way that any of the (actually-fairly-rare) occasions springs up where the killer was a metal or punk fan, there’s always a weird non-sequitur about moshing (in the context of “look at the crazy shit this weirdo probably did for fun”) that describes it as “a briefly-popular youth fad during the time when the murder happened five years ago” or something similar, with the ominous slow-pan into stock footage while the narrator invariably talks about moshing, or “slamdancing”, as some monstrous archaic practice that nobody living today will ever have heard of or be able to grasp as a concept… Keeping in mind that nine times out of ten the documentary episode itself was made in the 90s or early 00s
the most notable mosh pits
Sepultura Chaos AD tour, the baracade actually broke.
White Zombie Astro Creep tour w/Rev Horton Heat. that was rough.
Rollins Band had just a terrible pit that i felt someone was really going to get hurt and any second.