Eighteen no more
In 1993 I was in my first year of what would turn out to be a rather-more-expensive-than-I'd-planned-because-noone-really-understood-about-student-loans-yet Bachelor of Arts at Canterbury. 
I was eighteen years old and when I think about it, I can barely remember what I was like then. Certainly I was thinner with better skin but fewer good stories. It was during the winter of 1993 that I saw Faith No More play in Christchurch at the Caledonian hall.
For those of you unfamiliar with this, er, venue, the Caledonian hall is generally used for bagpipe practise and highland dancing competitions. It is not at all the sort of place you would envisage filled with sweaty undergrads. The local topiary club AGM yes, a hammering sweat-slicked metal-gasm, not so much. But so it was, and by crikey, it was good. It was a legendary gig.
Some time has passed. I am very demonstrably NOT eighteen any more. I'm nearly twice that and I'm not a particularly fit twice that either. Would I still be able to hack it at a Faith No More concert, I found myself wondering. The answer? Well, sort of.
I may be a bit older but I'm also a bit more knowledgeable about how best to navigate this kind of gig. I have a tendency to be curious about some fairly random things, and amongst them is what happens to people in big crowds at concerts. Have you ever seen footage of an audience at a big gig, the Big Day Out for instance, and seen the way that a crowd moves like it's a single living thing, like a wave of humanity with some kind of hairy, sweaty hive mind?
I'm sure there's a boffin somewhere who's done some advanced computer modelling based on fluid dynamics that can explain how that works. All I know is that there are spots in that surging animal that are good to be in and spots that are kind of bad to be in. I was in one of the sort of not good spots at the beginning of the concert last night, so I had to vacate after about three songs. This is not "being too old to hack the pace". This is "knowing better".
There can come a time in a movie, a concert, a relationship, hell, a casserole even, when you find yourself thinking "You know what, I'm really not particularly enjoying this". At this point you can make a decision to stick it out or bail. I bailed, took a breather...and then charged right back in again, to a better spot where I could better see and enjoy the genius of Mike, Mike, Billy, Roddy, and Jon.
And they were spectactular, by the way. At one point, in amongst the clinging on for dear life I observed that Fred Durst and any number of his nu-metal cronies wishes they had the chops of Mike Patton, vocal maestro.
Also, I put it to you that there a very few men in the world that can wear a peach shirt and trouser combo and still manage to look cool. Mike Patton is one of these. It's quite possible he is the only person on the planet who can rock that look. If you're thinking that you could then I would suggest you put the cold medicine down and refrain from operating any heavy machinery.
So I guess what I'm saying is that they still have it, and so do I (in a measured kind of way). Mike Bordin's still got the dreads though they're shot through with grey and I can still handle the jandal but have the wisdom to back away from said floppy rubber footwear (which you should never wear to a gig like this one, by the way) when warranted.
In conclusion I'd just like to say, mosh-newbies, please keep your elbows in where possible, and to the guy in the blue shirt, ludicrous mullet and Borat moustache who kept trying to push his way forward, you're a menace, please do not go to any more gigs until you learn how to play nicely.
Question time: best gig pointers for beginners, favourite band from your teenage years that you'd like to see reform, or how do I get Mike Patton to be my boyfriend? Answers below please. I'm off to admire my bruises in the bathroom mirror (and maybe rub something soothing into them).
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My advice is to date a big burly man and take him with you. Nothing like being cucooned in the safe harbour of a torso that you know has been washed recently, while he fends off all pushers, gropers and smelly people.
I wish No Doubt would reform and do a concert here - I get the feeling that if they're still my favourite after 6 years of silence then they will always be my favourite.
How to woo Patton? I'd suggest that it makes no difference to him whether you're secretly holding his hand or not because he wont feel it. He severed all the tendons in his right hand a few years ago so all you need to do is ghost him a la Hamish & Andy and grab his paw while he's distracted. Voila, you're a couple.
mosh pits are interesting beasts, which take on a life of their own and almost become more of a focus than the gig itself. this explains why lead singers feel the need to stage dive into the mosh pit to reclaim some of the attention.
hard hats could start being issued by OSH in response to pointy elbows and random arm waving. actually the best way to mellow a mosh pit right down is play a ben harper song or two ;)
I too am asking how to get Patton as a boyfriend - sex on legs! The concert was AMAZING. So glad I went!!
I wish Mike Patton's other band Mr Bungle would reform and go on tour. Seeing Iron Maiden in concert last year was worth the 25 year wait.
Glad to hear it's not just me that has casserole issues.
Best tip for young moshers: wear steel caps.
I hit my teens in the late nineties/early 2000s, which as I recall were something of a musical desert. At that stage I didn't have much of an interest in current music and was instead working my way through the 60s and 70s, majoring in prog rock and psychedelia. I would, however, like the Red Hot Chilli Peppers to be back on form like they were in 1999 when they released Californication. I'd also like the Smashing Pumpkins to go back to their Siamese Dream era sound.
I'm a concert junkie and where you position yourself becomes a full time strategic mission for me at a gig. Factor's taken into account are who's playing (how close to you want to get to your idol/legend/hot band member/s), venue (quick accessible routes on left and right hand sides to front of crowd), size of crowd (smaller less dense crowds make for darting forward agility), the crowd itself (again depends who's playing) and who I'm with, we usually stake a place about halfway up the crowd to the left or right. Those that want to go into the mosh pit go in. But I tend to move around alot to get that perfect view and away from any idiots. I'm going to see FNM at Soundwaves in Aussie on Sat and cannot wait these guys were my idols in the 1990's. We're staying at the hotel where hopefully alot of the bands are staying so we can stalk Mike Patton last year my friend got to meet Alice in Chains there so here's hoping.
At the BDO in the 90's some time before they had all the barriers and stuff it got quite scary sometimes. I remember my girlfriend at the time getting dragged under a few times and having to haul her up from under all the trampling legs. Saw several people with looks of sheer terror on their faces. But now its all safe and bland like everything else.
My only advice is try to avoid being short, and don't wade in if you have a particular problem with other peoples sweat flicking off their hair and getting into your eyes and mouth.
I think Mike Patton is probably one of the coolest people ever.
Due to my considerable lack of height I avoid all mosh pits. Flailing elbows are guaranteed to be a face height, and there is always some random giant in front of me. Mind you it took a few years for me to accept reality and move to somewhere safer and quieter. :-)
who knew peach could work so well? But as for the boyfriend tips, none have worked for me so have been suffering unrequited love since the Caledonian hall! Fantastic night and decided as almost 40 and on the short side, my best course of action to deal with sweaty, smelly bodies pressed in on all sides was to abandon the others, press forward and throw myself into the fray! Had the best night in years and now feel much better after washing other peoples sweat off me and I smell like a girl again!!!! They reunited and it feels so good!
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I had that same experience with Foo Fighters and I can usually stand my ground but nope...I think you reach an age where you would rather enjoy a gig from some comfy seats with a good view and not amongst the young and sweaty with pointy elbows (and other things) I would love to see Tears for Fears in concert...wierd but true...I love those guys. My best advice is don't try to start in the middle and up the front...try back a few rows and to the side unless you are 6ft6 and BIG