What’s it like shooting photos at a Five Finger Death Punch show?
We get maybe a song and a half into the band’s set and security starts shoving the photographers out of the pit: “Get out! Get out! Too dangerous!” they shout. Kids are streaming over the barricade, feet up in the air, elbows swinging. A security guard is shoving me from behind, screaming “Get the fuck out!” but there are 15 people in front of me. We inch along for about a minute, and then a guard on the other end of the pit starts shoving the opposite direction. Word travels through the ranks of photographers: We have to go the other way now. Somebody is knocked out cold at the other end of the pit.
Yeah. It’s like that.
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