I lost both my tickets for Boltfest in April. I spent three hours searching for them on the day and just never ever found them. Didn't even find them when I moved out.

Was really pissed off. Bolt thrower, autopsy, benediction and discharge.

Last year had a ticket for absu at the reverb it was their only east coast gig fir that tour. I waited like ten years to see these guys. Anyway, i had a favor to do for a friend that afternoon and aftrrwards he wanted to buy me a few beers, i said cool but i cant get fucked up because i was going to a show later on....bout five hours four bars and about 15 beers later i went home and passed out, the next day i wss pissed off!

And I was close to missing Steve Ignorant's Crass The Last Supper tour.

I had to miss out on that as well; after paying rent off for the month I was flat broke. I tried spanging outside but tickets were like $30.

Three times: Once because of illness, and once because some dickfaced little shit had smashed my car windshield and I had no other ride. The third time was the worst: I spent 31 dollars for Monsters of Rock at Candlestick Park in San Francisco,1998. The gates opened at 2, I got up there at 3 but spent the next 3 hours in my car stuck in the parking lot circling the stadium, because all the lots were full. By the time I exited the parking lots, I had already missed 3 of the 5 bands, including Metallica, who I had wanted to see more than the other 4 by far. There wasn't one spot in the entire stadium lot, nor was there any parking in that entire section of the city because the stadium lots werent designed to accomodate that many people. The stadium seats like 75,000, but they sold over 100,000 tickets, thinking that the extra people would stand on the field. Bottom line was, I had to turn around and come home, because there was no parking.

I remembered buying a ticket for an Exodus show when I was in high school without realizing it was a 21+ gig. I was a dumb teenager sometimes.

Manowar misadventures

That's painful. If there's one thing about gigs that makes me antsy, it's that nasty little circumstance where you're not yet at the venue and you know that things are going to start at literally any second.

Naturally, the multistory car parks in the station were so full that there was a massive queue of traffic for people just waiting to get in them (I doubt these people were trying to get to the same gig), and it was something like one car every five minutes was LEAVING the car park. It was a joke. I sat for at least 3/4 of an hour before I got anywhere near the car park entrance, and by that time it was probably past 8PM. If I did get to the venue I would've been lucky to have even caught the last song the way things were, so I gave up and turned round.

Obviously I should have planned in advance; read up on traffic reports, left hours earlier etc., or found a different car park but I didn't think like that and I didn't know my way around Wolvo. I was pissed off for about a week, and I still haven't seen Manowar.