The Positivity of a Thrash Metal Show | The Cloudfoot Diaries #82

For some strange reason, the last two big metal shows I’ve had tickets for have resulted in me hurting myself just days before the gig.
June 2016 I took a friend to Download festival to see Black Sabbath, managing to get my left elbow hyper-extended and dislocating my radial head just days prior.
Fast forward to Jan 2017 and I’m booked for a double bill of Municipal Waste and Suicidal Tendencies, and I separate my shoulder 3 days before!

The one plus; I had become accustomed to the limbless protocol needed to go to one of these shows and come out intact. Thrash gigs are known for being full of people who don’t give a fuck, socially, outward appearance or otherwise. As soon as I’d entered I felt slightly intimidated at how packed the fucking place was. Numerous people to my left and right, barging their way past one another. My arm was in a sling but it was so dark in there no one could see a dark blue arm-hammock on black attire. Body positioning became key, as did standing location.
I explained explicitly to my compadres that they would have to mosh twice as hard at this show, partly to make up for my absence and partly to stay alive. It was one of the biggest pits I have ever seen, taking up three quarters of the standing space of the venue. And there were some giant carnivorous sapiens in there!

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EVENTS | Urban Highlining @ The Castle Climbing Centre Garden Party

The Castle Climbing Centre’s chief rigger messaged me asking if I wanted to jam on their super-aesthetic highline for the annual Garden Party. I was so stoked I temporarily forgot how to type a response! The garden party exhibited the new, outdoor feature boulders in the Castle’s garden, a site dating right back to the crazy, gothic architectural times of the mental Victorians. castlebanner1Here’s how the day went, including my highline ritual exposed, my first dyno comp and a collection of awesome photos.
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