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Another Example of the CrazyFebruary 17, 2006
So last night was the NME tour at the Brighton Dome. I was really excited about it yesterday afternoon. I got home and was changed and back out the door in record time (11 minutes). Jumped on the bus and met some friends for a couple of drinks before going down to teh Dome to drink the most expensive beer on the planet.
Met G#2, Karate Kid and Dawnie. We were stood to the right hand side of the stage and although there were people milling around there was plenty of room. The Mystery Jets were first – personally I didn’t like them at all but it wasn’t too hideous. Then we had We Are Scientists who I actually thought were really good. I definately want to hear their album. The next band were the Arctic Monkeys and suddenly we went from having a little bit of space to none at all. Some fat guy punched me in the stomach (please cover your eyes if you are of a sensitive nature) Stupid Fat Fucking Bastard. I pinched his side and he didn’t even feel it. !@*$
The Arctic Monkeys ROCKED though. It was very very good and I was ok because I had my back against the wall so I didn’t feel too enclosed. Then some silly mare squeezed in behind me when I turned to yell in my friend’s ear. Suddenly I was totally hemmed in and WHAM! Panic attack. Luckily we were not too far from the stairs and I managed to get myself out and outside before I totally freaked but it was some scary shit. I have only had one in the past 6 years and that was when i was home alone and I didn’t know why. This was a full blown one. Didn’t help that I was drunk by this point.
So I rang Mouldy and sat outside for 10 minutes, calming myself down. He convinced me to go back inside. I did try but I had gone past the point of no return and just couldn’t handle it.
I missed the second half of Arctic Monkeys and the whole of Maximo Park and I am gutted this morning.
After I left I phoned Paul, just to have someone to talk to while I caught the bus. Bless him, he convinced me to walk to his instead and even met me halfway there. I am so glad that I had already had the “I used to be a bit mental but I am better now” conversation with him. He really was my knight in shining armour last night complete with a hug and a cup of tea to make me feel better.
I’m not too worried about the attack – I know that I can’t handle crowds and I knew that I should have moved before it kicked off but I wanted to stay and play with the cools kids. Oh and bounce around like a loon! I’ll remember next time :o)