I'm with you Thrice. I used to be a pit monkey myself, but when I met my girlfriend she wanted to come along with me, now she was only 5'2 and a strong wind could knock her down, so I couldn't exactly leave her where the elbows were flying, it's not fair on her. So we used to stand near the front where she could see the band, and drool over them no doubt, and it's tough to enjoy a gig when some idiot smacks you in the back of the neck every two minutes.
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