|Gospel of the Horns|
People going apeshit is what I wanna talk about with Sodom. If you know em you know em; if not, check out Outbreak of Evil for filthy blackened shit, Agent Orange for THRASH, and new stuff for new stuff. They played great; hard to fuck up simple stuff like theirs but I've heard that previous members have (I never noticed so MEH). Angelripper had a couple of mics to potter between and stop the group being stuck rigidly in place, though that would've detracted only ever so slightly from the force of the performance.
Short people at the front of a barrierless stage (ALWAYS how it should be) can just fold over at the waist, whereas a tall bugger like me might've snapped at the thighs if you'd all tried pushing a bit more. Pretty much immediately kids were flying over and into my head from all directions. The lack of band members and effects pedals gave stagedivers plenty of room to get up and get on with their thing. Not quite as bad as Children of Bodom at Wacken 06 when one then two then three bodies would be piled on top of you, but pretty damn close. Got some hefty clouts to the head but no problem - no pain, crap gig.
I'd had front row during GotH but left it for booze and socialising. It's easy to get close to the front at a gig where everyone's jumping around to let you through; kinda surprised I could get back to my spot, get pushed off then pushed back into it later. At some point I got turned around 180° and we were so tightly packed I couldn't turn around, so I gave up trying and sat onstage for a bit. Should happen more often. Think I got back to my rightful place with a stagedive. At one point I ended up hitting the floor with a bunch of other people and was in that hilarious sitch where people try pulling you up as more people fall on top of you. Later on I spent a good part of the set being crushed as I got pushed to my knees and against the monitor on my left, hanging on to a stage soaked in bottled water and sweat (glad those cables were properly insulated, ha!). Actually painful, but can't complain - gigs where the force of the crowd matches an unstoppable band are the best gigs. It's enough to have a great-sounding band make your ears ring with music that moves you for whatever reason, and I'll settle for that. But you take the best thing and make it better when you include an endorphin-releasing physical workout. The painful parts are like eating hot chillis, but the overall experience of a gig like this is far better. It's my favourite way to spend my leisure time, and I loved this Sunday night.
Was hobbling for two days after this. HA!