last night was my first time in a mosh pit in a quite a while! i can hold my own pretty well, even with the big boys, but i never fail to take a beating. last night was no exception. my knees are bruised and skinned from being knocked over, my head definitely took some serious hits, and my already bruised ribs are super sore. i also had the besssst time!

over the years i have had the privilege of having some great connections, that have awarded me some amazing opportunities when it comes to music. i’m no stranger to backstage access, VIP and guest lists, and for that i am SUPER grateful.

but at the end of the day?

i love just being a sweaty fan. i love fighting to hold my place in the crowd. i love being involved in the whole experience, rather than just standing on the sidelines looking in. i mean really, what is the truer definition of a fan: the person who blew their pay check to wait in lines and get trampled just so they can be close to their fav band? or the person who got VIP and stands on the sidelines?

don’t get me wrong! i love both worlds! combined, both types of experiences just make me love music that much more! but regardless of who i know, and who i have met, in my heart, i’ll always be a sweaty, anxious fan girl.