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I went to a gig on Thursday in which a moshpit ensued. It was the first time I'd been in a moshpit this year.
When was the last time you were in a moshpit? Which artist was performing? How old were you? Did you have a good time? Did you suffer any after-effects? Would you do it again?
13 years ago, at Punk Rock Bowling 2013 in Las Vegas. It was the last band of the festival (Offspring, if I recall correctly), and I took a pretty rough tumble. Pretty sure I still have bits of Vegas pavement/gravel embedded in my knee.
I always loved mosh pits (punk rock circle pits. I don't fuck with that hardcore "wall of death" shit). It was the closest I ever got to the sort of communal euphoria friends have described feeling while high at a rave. Something about giving yourself over completely to the flow of the crowd, acting in unison without any direction. Joyful, wholesome violence.
Nowadays, I'm too old and fat for moshing to be particularly pleasant, even without a belly full of beer. I've tried jumping in briefly a couple of times since, but after one song I'm too exhausted and beat up to stick around.
Best mosh pit was at the same festival. The Real Mckenzies were doing a pool party show at one of the downtown hotels, set up in the shallow end of the pool with the pit right there in the water. Absolutely insanely fun show.
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Gogol Bordello, about 4 months ago. In my 40s. I did have a good time, though I only stayed in a few minutes, at least partly because I still had my winter coat on and I got too hot. If not that, it would probably be because I don't really have that much energy anymore. No after-effects, and I would do it again. I do also typically wear glasses by the way. If I was going to stay in for more than a few minutes, I'd probably want to stash them somewhere safe (I can see mostly okay-ish without them), because it seems likely they might get accidentally knocked off at some point and trampled.
It's mostly pretty safe IMO, though you'll want to watch the action for at least a few minutes first to make sure it isn't a too-intense one. I guess I don't really go to the type of concerts that have super-intense mosh pits. Given that, I've never seen or heard of anyone being significantly injured in one. They generally seem to be pretty nice about not involving anyone who doesn't want to be there, helping up anyone who falls down, etc. Traumatic brain injuries don't seem any more likely to me than during any other sort of moderately athletic activity.
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I think going into a moshpit as someone who wears glasses is remarkably inadvisable. Always wanted to try it, at some point, but then I remember that potential traumatic brain injuries are not going to improve anything.
For what it's worth, I've never seen anyone seriously hurt in a mosh pit before. There is a very powerful norm that everyone immediately stops to help up someone who falls, and anyone who starts to take the violence a little too far tends to run up against communal enforcement pretty quickly (in fact, I take back that I've never seen anyone seriously hurt. I've seen a few violent skinheads who failed to read the room and ended up getting dragged outside and beat). I remember joining in as like a 13 year old a foot shorter than everyone else, and I always made it out with no more than a few bruises.
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