Personal Narrative: Punk Rock Show

It was the spring of senior year. I can still remember the feel of the excitement thrumming through our veins – my friend, Zoe and mine. We had met up before the concert to ride together after showering and dressing up while simultaneously dressing down to attend our first official punk rock show. Promptly after getting there and eating a pre-show meal of hot but still greasy, pizza, this being one of many shows for us so we knew the etiquette, we noticed a line for a second show immediately following ours. We knew it had to be major to have people lining up hours before, and sure enough it was partynextdoor, an act I had tried to get tickets for myself months previous, which I voiced to the members of the line, to which they replied, “dude, just sneak in if you can.” I shoved it to the back of my head, because we were about to go in to see Modern Baseball, Knucklepuck, and a plethora of other punk bands in the coming minutes complete with lots and lots of moshing. …show more content…
It helped that we were pretty much “seventeen without a purpose or direction.” I mean why else would we spend our weekends listening to mediocre singers spew relatable obscenities around us and treat it like gospel, but that is a different story. This is the story of two best friends sweating in a crowd of hundreds in the very front of the punk concert as everyone around us ran in circles, and crowd dived, while we received the occasional punch in the face, screaming out the chorus to songs that we related to a lot more than we should