Sometimes I will tell the story of how I fractured my neck in a mosh pit
I’ll be listening...having visited the “pit” a few times back in the Nineties i’m no stranger to the experience. Was really old enough to know better but no injuries, heh.
Falling down a flight of concrete stairs at an Iron Maiden concern, with people I’d never met in my life before, would have even more painful than the mosh pit, had I not been so heavily anesthetized. No idea what was in that square-bodied, short-necked bottle with no label, it could’ve been used as rocket fuel. Heh. :-)