{"id":25040,"date":"2012-11-29T17:23:58","date_gmt":"2012-11-29T17:23:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/2012\/11\/on-mass-and-moshpits\/25040"},"modified":"2012-11-29T17:23:58","modified_gmt":"2012-11-29T17:23:58","slug":"on-mass-and-moshpits","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/2012\/11\/25040\/on-mass-and-moshpits\/","title":{"rendered":"On Mass and Moshpits"},"content":{"rendered":"

I’ve thought about this, on and off over the years, and while I tend to be fairly loathe to really get into it about anything to do with religion 1<\/sup>, I figure sometimes you have to gather your thoughts and brain-dump them somewhere.<\/p>\n

That and I’ve never been one for paper journals. Child of the internet and all that.<\/p>\n

Plus I’ve been reading The Power of Place<\/em><\/a> by Winifred Gallagher which touches briefly on some of the thoughts that I’ve had.<\/p>\n

So. What was I thinking about? Mostly, the similarities between the experience of being in a moshpit and of going to Mass. Admittedly, \u00c2\u00a0it is possible that there isn’t an obvious connection. For the most part, I suspect it’s a very subjective thing – which, yes, that is entirely what experiences from my viewpoint are. That’s the thing with personal experience. \";)\" <\/p>\n

To begin: The first proper gig I went to was AFI’s Nightmare After Christmas 2<\/sup> show at the London Astoria in January 2002 – before that, I’d been to the Reading Festival a couple of times. I would have been 17. It was amazing. AFI were and still are a band that I love with all of my heart – in the way that the bands you love as a teenager stay with you for the rest of your life and for me, it’s not just the music they made then, when I first got into them. I’m lucky enough that the direction their music has taken has coincided with the spread of my own taste in music.<\/p>\n

Being there at the front, surrounded by other fans of AFI, was a phenomenal experience. It felt kind of transcendent – like we all had the same joy in our hearts and were all part of the same one thing. Which I suppose we were – we were all in the same crowd, pressed together with all the heat and sweat of the pit, connected by love of the same band. I’ve had the same kind of feeling at other gigs since then – usually when I’ve seen AFI but also at a few Alkaline Trio and Gaslight Anthem gigs. I think there’s something special about the first band to really grab your heart though.<\/p>\n

Now, as some of you might know, I’m Catholic. I believe in God, transubstantiation, the Virgin Birth, the Resurrection, blah blah blah and all that. \u00c2\u00a0I go to church on Sundays and holy days of obligation. I go on pilgrimage to Walsingham every year 3<\/sup>. \u00c2\u00a0I don’t feel especially religious 4<\/sup>, but I guess to a lot of people I am due to my somewhat active involvement with my faith. On the other hand, I guess since I’ve got a foot in the door, I get to see all the other people on the inside who are far more involved and active and who I would consider as “religious”. Now, that feeling of almost transcendent oneness is a feeling that I sometimes feel at Mass – mostly when singing certain religious songs, hymns or particularly rousing requiem Masses in Latin. It’s a thing that happens.<\/p>\n

Now, I’m sure I had a point (other than this whole thing being a bit interesting) back in August when I started writing this post – but I remember that I got interrupted halfway through and it’s been sitting in my drafts ever since. I figured I should at least round it off a little and release it into the wild.<\/p>\n

To finish, however, is a comment I posted on Frank Turner’s reddit AMA <\/a>on a thread where someone was asking about reactions to his atheist hymn “Glory Hallelujah”.<\/p>\n

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I really like Glory Hallelujah as a song. I also really like singing along at gigs – it gives me a comparable high\/buzz to when I’m really into it singing in Latin about death on Good Friday at church or like…a really good worship hymn that doesn’t make me cringe while I’m singing it.<\/p>\n

I have discovered that I can’t sing along to Glory Hallelujah. At all. I open my mouth and nothing comes out. I think my brain short-circuits at the paradox.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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1 <\/sup>Because, hey, each to their own really, so long as it doesn’t impact negatively on others.<\/p>\n

2 <\/sup>\u00c2\u00a0Which after a bit of searching is apparently the greatest show that AFI ever did. Or so I am told.<\/p>\n

3 <\/sup> This one is a story all on its own, involving the unlikely but apparently somewhat miraculous event of my conception. Probably not one for sharing all the details.<\/p>\n

4<\/sup> There’s probably also a story here where I talk about how atheists\/agnostics I know have told me how “normal” I seem for a practising Christian, how with the blue hair etc I look a little unconventional and how my faith, appearance and taste in music are all tied into not caring if I’m like anyone else.<\/p>\n

Originally published at half girl, half robot<\/a>. You can comment here or there<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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I’ve thought about this, on and off over the years, and while I tend to be fairly loathe to really get into it about anything to do with religion 1, I figure sometimes you have to gather your thoughts and brain-dump them somewhere. That and I’ve never been one for paper journals. Child of the … Continue reading On Mass and Moshpits<\/span> →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"1","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"url":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-25040","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-reblogged"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25040","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=25040"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/25040\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=25040"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=25040"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.herdivineshadow.com\/journals\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=25040"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}