I love live music...
Live bands are often fantastic fun, other than the odd crap band and small incident that inevitably happens during the more enthusiastic shows, which leads to the day I was happily bouncing about, until some kid managed to bounce backwards straight into my face...

Didn't really bother me particularly much as it wasn't that painful and blood dosen't bother me, though the chap I met as I went to the toilets to clean up did seem rather shocked at the amount of blood pouring from my nose.

The best bit came as I went back to rejoin my friends watching the bands and discovered I had left a perfect trail of blood from the dancefloor back to the toilets where it had dripped through my fingers as I tried to contain it.

I have always wondered if I managed to leave a red stain on the back of the head of the blonde haired chap that cannoned into me in the first place. If you were at a gig a few years ago in Aberdeen and found a mysterious bloodstain on the top of your head, I would say sorry but it serves you right for smacking me one (even if it was accidental).
(442, Fri 8 Aug 2008, 12:34, Reply)