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Just got back from a Laibach gig, and the band was spectacularly good (better than last time I saw them). And their little drummer girls were, ah, droolworthy. Oh my.

BUT:
This was the worst audience I've ever had the misfortune to encounter.

Allow me to outline a few simple rules when attending a concert:

1. You do not force your way constantly back and forth in the crowd in order to cop a feel from random women. Furthermore, you do not rub against random women's backsides. Tip o'the hat to the freak in the grey shirt.

2. You do not force your way through the crowd, full stop. When the crowd doesn't yield, deal with it. Don't push on. Cheers to every moron who had run-ins with my elbows - no, I couldn't let you through because there was no room to let you through to. Believe me, I know, because there was only one guy between me and the stage.

3. You do not whip your filthy disgusting dreadlocks around. A big fat fuck you to the bitch whose dreadlocks got lodged in my mouth.

4. If you want a beer, go to the bar and fucking stay there. Do not attempt to force your way back to where you were stood. This is a rule that applies to all gigs, not just Laibach. And the same goes for taking a piss - so you couldn't wait? Too fucking bad.

5. If you intend to stand absolutely still all night and not even clap your hands a bit, stay at the back and let those who appreciate the band be at the front. The band does not need to watch you sulking at the barrier. This is also a rule that applies to all gigs, not just Laibach.

6. You do not bring an enormous backpack to any gig, ever. For crying out fucking loud.

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Date: 2005-08-23 10:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] anja.livejournal.com
Dreadlocks are ergh.

(I added you, because so many people whom I like seem to like you. Baaah.;] )

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Date: 2005-08-23 10:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lectrix-lecti.livejournal.com
I've brushed my teeth vigorously. Ewwww.

And welcome to my friends list. I'm extremely likeable. Well, not really. To be honest.

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Date: 2005-08-23 10:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blue-chris.livejournal.com
I remember the Tears Gig at Benicassim, a guy wanted to force his way through us, the girl next to me didn´t let him pass so he turned to me, I didn´t let him eiher so he put his arms around me and whispered in my ear why I was being so excitingly bad with him, he was sweaty, so disgusting...I turned back to him and told him that if he went on doing that it would be at his own risk, arghhh

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Date: 2005-08-23 11:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lectrix-lecti.livejournal.com
Oh ewww! Disgusting!

This is only the second time I've been exposed to a freak getting off on rubbing up to women in a gig crowd, but the first time was only a week and a half ago. Bloody horrible creeps.

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Date: 2005-08-23 11:08 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blue-chris.livejournal.com
Oh what about the people who begin jumpin and falling on people around so they let them pass to reach the stage?

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Date: 2005-08-23 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lectrix-lecti.livejournal.com
They're not getting off on the physical contact. It's just moshing.

And moshing is just fine, if there's a mosh pit going on. It's easy to know what bands will attract moshing and in those cases stay away from the stage. Like when I stayed very, very far from the stage at System Of A Down.

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Date: 2005-08-23 11:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] blue-chris.livejournal.com
Well, the last time I had 4 guys taller than 1,80 falling on me, I was not close to the stage,and my back hurt for days, sorry, but I don´t think that is better than the guy grabbing me, I could protect myself from the disgusting guy, I could not do anything about the 4 stupid brainlacking guys

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Date: 2005-08-24 05:20 pm (UTC)
From: (Anonymous)
I remember some random shithead from last year's Westerpop festival. It was quite muddy from the rain the night before, so he started to roll in it. Fine, your choice, not mine. But then of course he decided that it would be fun to randomly hug people to get them muddy. Not my idea of fun.
And of course he tried to hug me too. I pushed him away, telling him to fuck right off. But sadly he tried again. Back then I just had a foot operation and I was still walking with one crutch. So, I saw the idiot coming to me again. I turned around at the very last minute, sticking out my crutch and he walked straight into it. It hit him right in the stomach. *evil laugh*
Should've aimed a bit lower though...

Marianne

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Date: 2005-08-24 07:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lectrix-lecti.livejournal.com
Pfahahahaha. You go, girl.

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