Let's be honest, as metal lovers we're not a fragile bunch and it takes more then some fat dude dancing on your chest in the mosh pit to ruin your day. But sometimes life conspires to ruin our favourite pastime and we get fucked over by something or another that'll ruin what should be the most holy (Or.. uh.. unholy) of events.
But on the other side, some of the best times of my life have been at live shows with a cheering crowd and a heavy pit full of fellow sweaty bastards and equally sweaty ladies.
Worst: My hand was stood on during a Mastodon pit, broke two of my fingers and my thumb. The adrenaline (and... uh.. booze) numbed the pain for about an hour, but I missed a good 40 minutes of the gig and ended up in the Emergency room of my local hospital for a very long two hours.
Best: After getting a drink before Motorhead played in the Leas Cliff Hall in Dover, I turned to the very ugly man next to me and slowly realised it was Lemmy. I ended up blabbering on for a good 30 minutes about how much his music meant to me while he had to good patience to not tell me to fuck off. To this day I think I'm the only person there who noticed he was just sitting at the bar. I also met my girlfriend at an Anthrax gig, but she'll forgive me for this being more... unique.
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