Let there be Rock …. (& punk)

[ Luke, one of my friends I met in the Mosh Pit – We had to get his Tattoo’s in ]

In light of always seeking new experiences and having fun along the way, I let Mr M take me to my first Punk Rock concert this last weekend. Sure I Love (with a capital L) music and my taste is far and varied but I had actually never been to such a concert before. My concert ‘resume’ consisted of dance music festivals in Summer, Hip Hop artists I used to dance to when I was a teenager and chilled out events with a picnic rug, bottle of wine and equally chilled out music. The verdict from Saturday night? I Loved it. Sure I may have only known 1 out of the million songs the band played, and sure I was getting pushed around by sweaty boys with long hair, but it was such a different experience and one I got to share with people who have a genuine love for “their” music and “their” band. You can’t beat that. I got to drink booze out of a plastic cup I normally wouldn’t touch, (in light of trying ALL the experiences at such a concert) and chatted to mean scary looking ‘dudes’ in the mosh pit* whilst we were all waiting for the band who turned out to be intelligent, lovely people. It wasn’t my kind of music/scene or cup of tea in general but being there with my love Mr M, and experiencing fun new things made it an amazing night out.

[ Some of my view from the night ]

*yes, you read right. Mosh pit! It was sort of almostttt an accident I got in it but once there I was like hey, why not. I messed my hair up and got a bruised foot (my war wound I proudly showed off the next day to Mr M’s friends who visited) but now I can say that I have been in a mosh pit.

**Apologies for the bad quality of photos! It was from my iphone in the dark.


  1. Anna Reply

    you MUST. It was fun to see my bf side of music (he loves it too). Give it a go and you might surprise yourself at how much fun you can have! xo

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