I can give you a quick one so I’m not a person who started a thread and didn’t get any replies.
I’ll just be a person who started a thread and only replied to himself. Ugh.
I went to Reading Festival in 1995 (I think), saw the manic street preachers, after Richie had disappeared. It was easily the most anticipated gig of the whole weekend. I had had ear surgery previous week and was advised not to do anything strenuous. I didn’t count mosh pits at strenuous. I was- probably still am- a dick.
Suffice to say that the Manics came out in full combat fatigues, I got booted in the head by one of my fellow revellers, then the wound started bleeding profusely and my mate had to tell me everyone thought I looked like I was dying and might need to go get help.
The look of awe on my fellow fans as I walked out of the centre of the mosh pit with blood streaming down my neck was brilliant. The next hour or so missing the concert whilst I waited to be told I was a total cock and getting stitched up was less thrilling.
Still, got the old NHS free tickets for June…bet that’s going ahead, eh?