So I won’t lie, in my teens I was a nu-metal kid. Korn, Deftones, Limp Bizkit… you name it, they were my jam. Despite this, I have never enjoyed being in ‘The Pit’. That void in the crowd with the testosterone building in to a whirling frenzy before sweaty, hairy men dive in and you become a Hot Topic branded pinata. In those situations I feel as awkward as getting an erection whilst examining a cadaver.
That happened to my friend Billy once. True story. He was truly mortified. He listened to Shania Twain though so my sympathy was limited.