I've only been to two concerts in my life, both of them were at some club in Beale Street, the first time was to see Saliva, which I actually enjoyed, even though I think they're a horrible band, they were good showmen, and there was a drunk guy there who was hilarious.
The second time it was to see Senses Fail and it was the most unpleasant experience of my life, I didn't like their music to begin with but it was a small club and the loudness was excruciating. My ears were ringing and I got a sore throat. And I was just standing there, feeling totally helpless for like 3 hours.
In addition to that, there was the mosh pits and hardcore dancing, douchebags slamming into me, the ungodly smell of booze, cigarettes and vomit, g
ay guys hitting on me, a high concentration of emo scenesters and my ex stepdad who is a drunken assh*le.
The only thing that made it worthwhile was when my brother got thrown out for tossing a pair of granny panties at the lead singer.
