Just waiting to ruin your concert, or live gig, going experience, gig pigs…
Everyone there was into the band. These four people though – two guys, two girls – were getting under everyones’ skins. They were loud. Really loud. They knew every word too. I timed it to the second where someone turned around and “…I payed to hear them, not you. So SHUT UP!”. Then there was the drunk dancing. Then line dancing. People squeezed across the packed room to be away from them.
