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Where Have True Fans of Slamming Gone?
RECEIVED Tue., Sept. 5, 2006
Dear Editor,
After attending the tremendous reunion gig of Scratch Acid ["The Greatest Gift," Music, Sept. 1] this past Saturday, I think I can safely pronounce moshing/slam-dancing dead. Sure, there were a few dozen of us down front banging around but nothing that even comes close to the mayhem that once occurred on a weekly basis at venues like Emo's. With the amount of energy that was coming off the stage, I was expecting bodies flying with reckless abandon. Instead there was some gentle shoving and very little crowd-surfing. In fact, the only reason David Yow went in a second time is because I reached up and pulled him in (much to the delight of the crowd). So I have to ask, where have the true fans of slamming gone? Are we all just getting old?
After attending the tremendous reunion gig of Scratch Acid ["The Greatest Gift," Music, Sept. 1] this past Saturday, I think I can safely pronounce moshing/slam-dancing dead. Sure, there were a few dozen of us down front banging around but nothing that even comes close to the mayhem that once occurred on a weekly basis at venues like Emo's. With the amount of energy that was coming off the stage, I was expecting bodies flying with reckless abandon. Instead there was some gentle shoving and very little crowd-surfing. In fact, the only reason David Yow went in a second time is because I reached up and pulled him in (much to the delight of the crowd). So I have to ask, where have the true fans of slamming gone? Are we all just getting old?
Hugh Bradley
