[kj] your first "punk" gig.....

[iPat]

psychobilly: mekons - hicky was roadcrew! Always kicking off
Crass (later released on cd) in Perth was an exciting encounter where the 
Poisens smuggled me and others out of Perth for our own safety in the back 
of their ambulance.
Sham gigs were always violent
Upstarts were always troublesome as were 4 skins, 4be2's. Bristol was always 
dangerous.
Ramones in 79 was nasty in Colchester
At the Clash gig some bouncers went over the top so when Siouxsie played teh 
next wek it became a blood bath.
i could go on but violence was part n parcel of gigs and when it wasnt 
amongst sections of the crowd it was against the police. A conflict gig was 
really bad
Specials did Sight n Sound on BBC2. The BBC edited out the running riot at 
the back of the hall with the nf.
Cant ever recall violence at any Joke gigs i was at.
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 On 6/30/05, Jpwhkj at aol.com <Jpwhkj at aol.com> wrote: 
> 
> iPat <pmdavies at gmail.com> writes:
> 
> >it was my first gig scrap, a crass gig when the nf kicked off.
> 
> Amazingly, I've never actually had a fight at a gig. I've broken up a few 
> though ('cos we're all punks together, right). The first one was at the 
> Clarendon in Hammersmith, where some harmless drunken idiot was about to 
> take a real pasting from a massive psychobilly (think a beefier version of 
> Jel with a mohican and cut-off "muscle" t-shirt). Anyway, I was 16, and 
> alone at my second or third gig (Lords, I think), and figured that I had to 
> break it up. So when Mr P Billy drew his arm back for the killer punch, I 
> grabbed it by the biceps. It was somewhat alarming to realise that my hand 
> didn't even go half-way round his arm. Eek! He turned round, and took a 
> swing at me: I ducked, and the haymaker skimmed harmlessly over my head. He 
> turned back to the harmless loon (who was so drunk he hadn't taken the 
> opportunity to escape) and lined up another punch. Someone else grabbed his 
> arm, and he swung at them (and missed). Back to the loon: so I grabbed him 
> again. Again he flailed at me, and again he missed. So then me and the other 
> chap took it in turns to grab him as he prepared to flatten Mr Drunk, and 
> took it in turns to duck the irritated flailings. Eventually the drunk got 
> himself together and left. Phew...
> 
> >However, if you read Penny's book the NF saw them as their band to begin 
> with!
> 
> What book?
> 
> Jamie
> 
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iPat
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However dissimilar these two urges may seem to be, are they not 
fundamentally similar? And if they are fundamentally similar, then your 
pursuit of freedom is vain, for you will only move from one pattern to 
another, endlessly. There is no noble or better conditioning, and it is this 
desire that has to be understood.
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