Originally Posted by
per anporth
I went to see The Smiths at Coasters, in Edinburgh, in early 1984 - just when they were on the cusp of going huge. The venue was rammed, & everyone was piled up the front in a seething crush.
I went with two girls - I thought I'd lucked out totally, haha.
Well, on came the band, & really, it was such a crush (in both senses). One of "my" girls fainted. So, I had to take her outside, & look after her until she recovered. By the time we'd got back in, I guess we'd missed three or four songs. Anyway, we found my other girl friend. And, not a word of a lie, two songs later, she fainted! So, once again, I was outside, looking after her...
We got back inside. I guess, in the end, I missed half the gig, at least.
"What could go wrong?!"
(Needless to say, I've never experienced anything quite like that crush, the sheer intensity of it, at any gig since.)
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