I don’t go to many gigs these days – the last one I went to was Joan Baez at the Royal Festival Hall, which with its gin and tonics and middle-aged audience hardly felt representative. But last night we went to see Gossip at Shepherds Bush Empire and it was a proper gig, with all the major irritations that entails. Now maybe this is me – I am quite misanthropic and being at a gig amplifies my rage to scary levels, while Rebecca finds her normal grouchiness disappears in the same environment. But one thing we agree on is the following people at gigs are EVIL:
1. The ridiculously tall, middle aged man wearing a backpack who comes alone and stands at the front, in the middle, obscuring the vision of 90% of the audience.
2. The snogging couple, with particular hatred reserved for the overprotective boyfriend who patronisingly ‘shields’ his drippy other half from the slightest touch of the crowd.
3. The farter.
4. The person who repeatedly pushes past you clutching three pints throughout the entire show.
5. The off-their-face dancer.
6. The person who reaches across loads of people to rudely pull their mate through the crowd, smirking all the while.
Arghhhhh! It’s making me boil with rage just thinking about the bad manners and I think it’s even less acceptable when said gig-goers are in their mid-30s or older. I can tolerate a bit of clumsy rudeness in a teenager, but will not when you’re old enough to know better.
But let’s be positive! I want to hear about your gigging histories and to kick things off, here’s a little précis of mine:
First gig: The Lightning Seeds supported by Dodgy when I was 14 at the Shepherds Bush Empire.
Most memorable moments: Crowd surfing for the first time at a Fountains of Wayne show at the dearly departed LA2.
Falling ‘in love’ with a boy while watching Oasis play Knebworth in 1996 during Slideaway. Obviously I didn’t speak to him and never saw him again.
Most seen: Iron Maiden and Blur (five times each), Kula Shaker four times. Christ.
Ok, over to you – tell me your first, your best, your pet peeves. Let’s share!