Is there still moshing at concerts these days?

[sniffa]

I'd start going to concerts again if they had the energy they did when I was a teen/early-20's. I most likely wouldn't go surfing (and forget stage diving) as I had a near broken-neck incident during the first River Rave, and I'm now almost 33.

What do you crazy kids do these days?

:shrug:

[LostInAnomie]

1. Wall of Death

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wall_of_death_(moshing)

[ghostsofgiants]

2. Crowd surfers get kidney punches. Moshing is cool if those in the pit aren't idiots.

I find there's less moshing at punk shows than there used to be, at least in my area. Metal shows usually have circle pits and shit and a friend's band would always have the crowd do the wall of death.

[sniffa]

3. I miss those days

I loved the pit, but loved crowd surfing even more. I never had an issue with surfing until the above-mentioned River Rave (the first one was a free show held at the Hatch. Since then you now have to pay and head however many miles south to Mansfield). Last thing I remember is some shirtless, long-haired scumbag wrapping his hands around my neck and choke-slamming me (while the crowd was still holding my legs firmly) down onto the metal barricades that were knocked over and the crowd standing on. I landed in an awkward position on the side of my face/neck/opposite shoulder and was knocked goofy/out. The crowd immediately picked me up but I was dead on my feet and had lost my vision and hearing.

As I was slowly coming too and able to stand, someone was saying to me, "wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa wa" to which I kept responding, "what?" My vision was starting to come back, as was my hearing. After god knows how many times of this back and forth, I was finally able to hear was being said to me: "Do you need an ambulance?"

That's when I realized I was in a bad way and darted through the crowd to find my friends whom I had surfed away from about 75-100 feet away.

I ended up having a sickening bruise (I popped like every blood vessel) stretching from the left side of my face, across the nape of my neck, to my right shoulder. Needless to say, that was one of my last times surfing (I surfed once more at the NIN/Bowie concert but I was so cautious, and surfed face down).

I've only stage dived a couple of times.

[LeftyMom]

4. On the rare occasion anybody decent plays a show here, there is.

I damn near broke my wrist last year. :(

[sniffa]

5. The closest thing I've had to moshing since those days

was an All Mod Cons (The Jam cover band my friend was in) where everyone was doing the pogo.

At least that was better than the few shows I go to every few years (to see another friend's band) where everyone just sits in a chair, or stands without any emotion. I wonder what hardcore shows are like these days?

:shrug:

ps: see my near broken neck incident up thread.

[LeftyMom]

6. I was in midair, and this giant fucker who was circle piting lost control and hit me

and I flew about six feet into a guard rail and metal trash can.

I'm fucking lucky I only hit my wrist and then ribs, and not my head.