As the week of the concert came up we started to finalize our plans. The concert was on a Friday night so after I got off of work on Thursday I went over to my cousins house to spend the night so we could get ready in the morning and leave together.
We got to the venue before the doors open so we would get a good spot in the pit. We waited out in the line for two hours before we were let in. Once we were in we got really good spots about four rows from the barricade center stage. Everyone around us were really nice and very talkative. We waited another two hours until the opening band started playing and we definitely had no idea what was about to happen. As the opening band started to play the whole crowd pushed forward and we were all smashed together like cord wood; and that’s when the mosh pit started. For the next half an hour while the opener played the crowd pushed left and right and back and forth. At this point we were having fun and enjoying the new experience that was unlike anything we had ever experienced before. After the first opener was done we waited another half an hour until the second opener came on stage. Throughout this time the crowd became more and more rowdy and the pushing became more and more harder and rough. We pushed through it and were lucky enough to be around some super nice people who were looking out for us and would help to steady us and ask is we were doing okay. As the second opener came on stage the crowd was insane. The pushing was crazy and we found ourselves in the dead middle of the mosh pit being pushed and pulled in every direction. It wasn’t that bad except that we were so much shorter than everyone else so there was basically no air and we were getting elbowed and hit in every direction. After the second opener was done I couldn’t stand being in the mosh pit anymore. I was right next to a guy I recognized from the line outside and I told him that I needed help leaving so he helped lift me onto his shoulders and push me on top of the crowd while his girlfriend yelled “she needs to get out” and that’s when the crowd literally crowd surfed me from the middle of the mosh pit to the front of the stage so the security guard could lift me out of the crowd. I ran out of the front of the pit and immediately to the bathroom. My cousin followed me out so we wouldn’t get separated and it was the most intense thing we had both ever experienced.
We sat out on the side until Bring Me The Horizon started and that is when we stood up on a ledge in the back to watch the rest of the concert from there. The concert was so intense and insane. They played all of my favorite songs and we still sang and jumped around the same as if we would have if we were in the front row. I had never voluntarily sat in the back of a concert before so that was definitely a first for me but after being in the mosh pit and watching the pit get bigger and stronger I am so glad I got out when I did and that I took the time to take care of myself. I am also so thankful for the amazing people that I met who helped me throughout the concert. Whether they just asked me if I was okay, apologized for pushing or elbowing me, or helped me to get out or stabilizing me; there were so many amazing people that I met who could’ve just focused on themselves and their friends but instead decided to help others and that is purely amazing.
Bring Me The Horizon has been one of my favorite bands for years because their music has helped me to get through different things in my life and I find that their music is so powerful in the most beautiful way but after seeing them live I now have a more grateful respect for their whole fandom and them as a band. This was definitely an experience I will never forget.
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