Have you ever found yourself down front at a gig and been sucked into swirling vortex of a mosh pit? It can be an exhilarating experience, but it can also be terrifying.
Back in ’92, Al Jourgensen of Ministry invited me to watch their Lollapalooza set from the side stage area. I will forever remember looking down on the pit bathed in red light and thinking “This is what Hell must look like.” I also almost lost several teeth at a Pearl Jam show in Missoula, Montana, when some moron ran into the pit at full speed with both elbows up in battering ram position.
Then again, moshing during a Rage Against the Machine set was one of the most cathartic experiences I’ve ever had. And even though monsoon rains threatened to completely wash out a U2 show in Moscow, everyone at that 360 Tour stop who was near the front huddled together for warmth and protection while still having a good time.
What mosh pit experiences, good or bad, can you share? Leave them in the comments section below.