Clevland, Ohio. The agora. Primus. Ok, first of all, who was the dork in the Talkbass shirt? I think I know who it was. But anyhoo, I know everyone is posting about Primus concerts as of late so I won't go into too much, but I'll just say seeing Primus live has been on my die a happy man list for a while. I for the longest time feared it wouldn't happen. Now that I have, I feel weird, kinda like where do I go from here. It's odd. Really good concert though I, but unfortunatly the first set and a small portion of the set was a bit not cool. First of all, let me go on record as saying I ****ing hate the smell of pot. Almost as much as I hate pointless mosh pitting. Some of us are trying to enjoy a show instead of jumping around like a bunch of damn apes. I couldn't see much, and I kept getting elbowed. Luckily, low crowd surfing first set. But eventually I was so crushed I started shoving back HARD throwing elbows and whatnot. I had it. Then the first set ended. I found my friend Shannon who was my "date". She has a boyfriend, I have a girlfriend, that's why it's "". She said she liked the show, but the moshing she hated. Second set starts up, I'm stoked, the entire seas of cheese album. We get into here come the bastards and I notice a guy keeps falling over Shannon, no big, these things happen. But he was acting really weird. So to be safe I kinda shove him off in a "I'm a stupid mosher" way. And "fall over shannon" and say, "Want me to guard you." She looked terrified. I took it as a yes. I took over boyfriend duty and protected her. Eventually it got so bad, that I had to grab onto her, and work my way to the back, ass first. It was quite a comical looking challange. Aparently this joker was groping her and stuff. Not ****ing cool. The rest of the concert was enjoyed from a distance, but enjoyed none the less. The ending left me feeling weird. No goodbye, just end the song and leave after the Too many puppies encore. I'm use to the take a bow, or say goodnight kinda band. I guess Primus is too weird to do that. Oh and to the dork in the Talkbass shirt, hi Bryan. I didn't wear my hoodie because it gets hot in there and I didn't want to carry around a hoodie, and I don't just go up and talk to people because I'm a total weirdo... no offense to you.