Hiya,
I saw what you wrote about Beverungen (hope u ok and if my Cromwell ever gets his teeth into the knob he'll understand what a real animal is

) and I can see why you asked this.
The pit is an odd place, it is highly charged and "lively"

and in some ways aggressive - but not against each other, more against the world

unfortunately there always is at least 1 dickhead who thinks it's all about being "hard " and hurting people. In general in the UK gigs I go to there is a certain amount of self-policing and if an amoeba gets too much they somehow seem to get "encouraged" to depart - respect and thanks to any of the large gentlemen out there who I've seen do this

. Long may the whole pit thing continue tho' it'll be quite funny when we're in zimmers

.
Nowadays I'm found on the front fringes of the pit on Marshall's side. If I get particularly over-excited I may have a few very brief forays into the maelstrom and will find myself banged, pushed, pulled into the pit when I didn't want to on any number of occasions. Being the skinny waif like thing I am I get pinged around like I'm on a pinball table and it's pretty much guaranteed that at some point I'll end up on my arse on the floor. Nine times out of 10 there are anonymous arms pulling/pushing me back onto my feet before I realise I'm down

. If I'm not prepared to deal with that then I should probably stand somewhere else.
It is quite a Testosterone fuelled place and why not? It's an exciting, brilliant and powerful thing - and I'd much rather see Masculinity expressed this way than what passes for it in your average Wetherspoons on a Friday night. I love seeing the way people come alive in the pit.
