Maybe I did... Maybe I didn't. Either way, I went to Flogging Molly with the beau last night. He was terrified of his sweet little Karlykins getting crushed. I held my own fairly well, if I do say so myself. FM was incredible live! Very enegergitic and funny. Definately on my "to see again" list. Alex has seen them 4 times. The whole time I was against the barricade or right behind someone. The pits were crazy. Alex was directly behind me and kept getting nearly sucked in. Got crushed many times, kicked in the face by a crowdsurfer, had to keep pushing a guy twice my size out of my way, and came home with about 20 different people's sweat on me. Yuck.
It's all the punk show experience I suppose. There are a series of unsaid rules that one should abide by though:
~Girls take care of girls
~Don't get sucked into a pit, your'e paying good money to get beat up?
~Protect your lungs to avoid passing out
~Don't give up your coveted spot. You waited in line for 2 hours! You snooze, you lose
~Crowdsurfing is dumb, don't do it
~Enjoy!
The opening bands were great too. Fitz & The Tantrums and Hepcat. Neither of which are my first pick for openers for an Irish punk band but still pretty great. I highly suggest that you check them both out:
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