Theme Week: And How I Survived Mosh Pits
Mosh pits are great places to be, provided, of course, you know what you're in for.
Most of the time, kids get into mosh pits at rock concerts where bands occasionally request them. Other times, these things just happen and you roll with them.
Depending on the band that's playing, a mosh pit may not be in fact mutually assured destruction, but some guys shoving each other in a circle. If, however, you're going to a Throwdown (Or Madball, or Donnybrook) show, and the guys there are itching to show off their new spin kicks and dance moves, if you're not careful, you'll leave with a couple teeth missing and some fresh bruises. Keep in mind, this is if you happen to be in the mosh pit at the wrong time, and the guys *cough* demonstrating their style *cough* might not even have noticed you yet.
Of course, say you came with your crew. You let people know that you will not be disrespected, and you along with your posse can drop many suckas. A fight could start.
This, as you can probably guess, helps no one. Not the band who is playing onstage as your crews are duking it out for some twisted form of respect who will have to ask themselves "If we play this city again, will another fight break out?", not the venue, who now will have to wonder whether security is needed at these shows, and whether if this kind of thing is going to happen whether the band should ever be asked to return, not for the promoter, who is going to be hammered with the bill for the damage and last but not least, the other concert attendees, who have the show they paid to see interrupted by some macho insecurities.
It is because of this (and other things, like vandalism by those same kids and noise complaints by neighbors) that venues get shut down, promoters see less and less kids appearing at their shows, those same kids get disillusioned, and the police start appearing outside the venue around closing time to "keep the peace". The truth is that in my city, we don't need other nations nuclear weapons to destroy our communities, we can do it ourselves, and I'll be paying the piper all summer...
Most of the time, kids get into mosh pits at rock concerts where bands occasionally request them. Other times, these things just happen and you roll with them.
Depending on the band that's playing, a mosh pit may not be in fact mutually assured destruction, but some guys shoving each other in a circle. If, however, you're going to a Throwdown (Or Madball, or Donnybrook) show, and the guys there are itching to show off their new spin kicks and dance moves, if you're not careful, you'll leave with a couple teeth missing and some fresh bruises. Keep in mind, this is if you happen to be in the mosh pit at the wrong time, and the guys *cough* demonstrating their style *cough* might not even have noticed you yet.
Of course, say you came with your crew. You let people know that you will not be disrespected, and you along with your posse can drop many suckas. A fight could start.
This, as you can probably guess, helps no one. Not the band who is playing onstage as your crews are duking it out for some twisted form of respect who will have to ask themselves "If we play this city again, will another fight break out?", not the venue, who now will have to wonder whether security is needed at these shows, and whether if this kind of thing is going to happen whether the band should ever be asked to return, not for the promoter, who is going to be hammered with the bill for the damage and last but not least, the other concert attendees, who have the show they paid to see interrupted by some macho insecurities.
It is because of this (and other things, like vandalism by those same kids and noise complaints by neighbors) that venues get shut down, promoters see less and less kids appearing at their shows, those same kids get disillusioned, and the police start appearing outside the venue around closing time to "keep the peace". The truth is that in my city, we don't need other nations nuclear weapons to destroy our communities, we can do it ourselves, and I'll be paying the piper all summer...
Labels: Mutually assured destruction
posted by James Thomas à Becket | 12:22 AM
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