It's never "crowds" that have ruined shows for me in the past. All it takes is a few "bad apples". For example: - that kid who, at his first concert ever, and drinking for probably the first time in his life, puked all over my $49.50 charcoal-gray suit. - that lady who freaked out on me for stepping on the corner of her blanket while I walked through the crowd. Your blanket is 8 feet by 8 feet, and you're sitting alone for crying out loud! - those people in lawnchairs yelling at me to sit down, then threatening violence when I don't. Jesus H. Christ dude, get up and dance! - that couple who lost it on me because I bumped into the back of their stroller. The stroller contained their baby who couldn't have been any more than 2 months old. Wait a minute, you brought your newborn to the front of the crowd at a rock concert, and I'm the bad guy? - that weirdo who grabbed my girlfriend's ass last year at the bluesfest. What's up with the sexual assault, jerkwad? - that weirdo who grabbed my ass at the Bela Fleck show (that was Booche, so it was OK) [color:purple]For these reasons, I refuse to go to any concert now without my gun. Anyone hassles me, they're face to face with Messrs. Smith & Wesson.