Rammstein concert.

OK, so I survived. :)
It was a cool show, I guess. My problem with it, was all the idiots that were there with me. I'm a teenybopper-moshpit veteran (I used to be *please don't hit me* a Backstreet Boys fan, years ago, and went to several concerts along with other teenybopper concerts), and I would say, capable of handling such situations... with teenyboppers. Absolutely not with 7ft tall lumps of lard and muscles drunk moronic retards! Arrrgh! I'm not exactly a dwarf, standing 5'7 tall, but I couldn't see anything, nor BREATHE, and with those idiots pushing and punching just for the fun of it, I retired to the back. Without my love, who stayed in the moshpit (hey, he's tall and has more muscles to defend himself with). The result was that I was standing alone on one side of the stage, and this obviously had to be an invitation for other drunk idiots to hit on me and not take a hint. OK, hint #1 was stepping far away from them. When they followed (one guy in particular), and still stuck to me like glue, hint #2 I poked them HARD in the side with my elbow. This didn't help either! Ahh... so I left, and when I tried to sneak back to where I stood, others had realized that it was a nice place to stand also, and it was too packed for me to see anything. So I just stood in the back, not getting much out of the show. *sigh*

But dang, everyone claims that Rammstein are so tough, METAL dudes... Nah.. They're like cozy teddybears, only that they love leather and pyrotechnics. *lol*