When I saw Graham Coxon when he spoke to the crowd he did so in a really stupid high pitched sqeaky voice.

To this day I have no idea if it is his actual voice or if he had a bet with his band that he could do the whole gig doing an impression of Joe Pasquale

I had a fat bloke on one side of me and one really tall bloke for a while.
The tall one kept apologizing, the fat one just...sweated.
So I drifted really far away from my friend.
Then someone from behind was grinding against me [bastard!].
I lost a shoe and a scarf [why did i bring a scarf].
And got trod on the hands while trying to get them, miraculously I found them in the end.
I could barely breath, it was good when I could though :3
But yeah that wasn't really much.

:laughing:

I was at this American Idol concert one time, and we were SUPPOSED to have gotten prime seats...somehow they ended up being at the very top...I was all spaz-tastic thinking I was gunna fall.

Plus, Bo wasn't there :[

Grateful Dead '91 @ RFK Stadium:

I'd like to preface this post by saying that I never was a big Dead fan, but friends talked me into going… and then talked me into doing lots, and lots of different (legal and, ahem… illegal) substances. To start with, we waited more than 2 hours in a 5-mile long line of cars to get into the stadium… in June… in an '83 Impala with no A/C.

Then, when we did finally park, the preshow festival in the parking lots lasted about 3 hours with about 60,000 dirty hippies sweating and stinking in 100 degree heat, all of whom were dancing in drum circles, trying to sell you toast slices, beads, or whatever the Hell else they thought they could get a dollar for, all the while asking everyone they met for a ticket to the next show ("Hey man, you going to Jersey next? Can I get a ride?"). I ended up losing my friends (or vice-versa), and wandering around by myself dazed and confused for the rest of the afternoon.

It gets worse… Dwight Yoakam opened the show - badly. And then when the Dead finally hit the stage, I appeared to be the only person in the entire stadium who thought that the band was absolutely God awful (even with Bruce Hornsby).

Add all of those factors together, and it easily equals up to the worst concert I've even been to.

Maybe a month ago, I went to see my friend's band play. After the show I go outside and see maybe 11 kids/scenesters in some little gang jumping another friend of mine. I go over there and his head basically feels like goo. So then I spent the night with him in the hospital.

Wait… maybe my sarcasm meter isn't working tonight - Is she serious, or is this just a dry bit of humor that I've failed to pick up on? Please tell me it's the latter… PLEASE. :confused:

:[

I have a fear of heights
And I like Bo (as a singer)

The Dillinger Escape Plan/Between the Buried and Me/HORSE the Band show at St. Andrews.

It was awesome.

More fat metalheads than you can imagine though.
My friend got punched in the stomach and coughed blood all over someone's hair.
One kid was stupid enough to crowd surf and got kidney punched, all his money stolen, his face bloody, and his arms broken.

****.

nothing too bad, I passed out at an Our Lady Peace concert (before they started sucking), still not sure why that was....