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This section highlights unusual experiences that have happened at NIN shows, as submitted by you, the reader. This includes things such as:
  • exceptionally bad wounds
  • odd souvenirs
  • extra-terrestrial phenomenon, like seeing NIN written in the clouds, or stuff like that
  • odd stories of meeting people
  • NOT the usual crap like "I got three feet from Trent" or "He looked at me". Things like this will be ignored...
    Do you have anything that would fit into here?

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    Then Submit your Battle Scar!

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    Submitted Battle Scars:

    Date: Wed, 02 Apr 1997 12:08:34
    From: melissa |mjf195@psu.edu|

    During a particularly rough section of moshing at the HersheyPark, PA concert (Outside tour), I stepped out of my shoe that had become untied during the course of the concert. By some extreme stroke of luck, I was able to cram myself down through the mass of legs to be able to touch the ground, and sorta feel around for my shoe. Only, the crowd must have shifted in those couple of seconds, because all I could find in the way of shoes (I found lots of flannel) was a size 12, Men's, Kwiss sneaker with no laces for the wrong foot. (I wear a size 9 in women's) So, considering my options (walking around barefoot in a pit), I shoved the thing on my foot, and continued my way around the concert, although I had to move a little farther from the stage, so I wouldn't lose this shoe, too (don't cry for me, the concert was almost over).

    So now I have the best souvenir I could ever ask for (other than something that was once touching Trent), and it was free. And I can always dream about where my long lost shoe went.... =)



    Date: Wed, 16 Apr 1997 02:07:06
    From: Suspect646@aol.com

    I was at the Outside tour in October of '95 in Dallas, TX, and Down In It came on. My friends and I decided to go mosh and it was a really spread-out pit, with people running full speed and slamming into each other. I ran into the bunch, and as I did, a guy hit me on my shoulder, knocking me off balance backwards. As me body naturally went forward to maintain my balance, a guy head-butted me (no doubt running full speed) and my head snapped back. I ended up getting a concussion, and had to leave about 10 minutes after Bowie came on. It still was pretty cool, though...even though I was a vegetable for the week after.



    Date: Fri, 30 May 1997 03:23:43 -0500
    From: Deb Kolojaco |cfk@flash.net|

    It happened like this: I had never been to any concert before and decided to go see Nine Inch Nails because they have always been my all-time favorite. Needless to say, I was not even expecting the shit that I was soon to be expiriencing. Not to mention the fact that we had front row RIGHT BY THE PIT!!! At any rate 10 minutes after the concert started, about two hundred more people were in the place where we were. They were pushing and shoving and jumping and biting and kicking and chewing, and pushing so hard that about fifty people landed on me and my sister! NO Bullshit, I swear, our seats were crushed underneath us and I guess I achieved "Battle Scars" all down the entire right side of my body......hows that for a first concert? Anyway, I do not in any way regret going; It gave the concert more character :)



    Date: Sun, 21 Dec 1997 01:12:53 -0800
    From: Sin |sailorsin4@geocities.com|

    I lived in New Orleans for two years, from early '90 to late 92. While I was there a friend introduced my previously virgin ears to Pretty Hate Machine and I became obsessed with all the weird psychosis therein. Well, this friend told me that NIN was playing at this little bar called Tipitina's (lots of signed bands play there even tho' it's tiny) for only 3 dollars, and I said I'd go and save this friend a place in line. Well, it started to rain (Rain in New Orleans! The shock!) and he decided not to come down, I guess, and I was on my own, in the rain, waiting with a bunch of other twenty-somethings to see NIN for 3 bucks. The hell I was gonna go home. So in I went and the show was great, but about halfway thru I started to have serious pain and claustraphobia... I did the only sensible thing I could think of. I climbed up on stage and stood next to the big monitor on the side and watched the show from there. No one kicked me off, I was comfy, and I had a blast. Not exactly a scar, but a memorable show, to say the least.

    Later, at an autograph party for the video release of Natural Born Killers, I mentioned this to Trent while he was signing my calendar... he said to me, "I remember that show." I laughed and said, "yeah, sure ya do..." and he looked me dead in the face and said, "I do... there was no air conditioning and it was about a million degrees in there..." We talked a little more but that was the gist of it.



    Date: Fri, 20 Mar 1998 20:57:01
    From: Simple Stain |antisheep@hotmail.com|

    My friends are friends with marilyn and i am an acquantence with him. We went to New Orleans for the week and lo and behold they decided to have auditions for a new guitarist, coincidently my friend steve from Detroit decided to audition. We hung around out front of the studio for about two hours and then were eventually invited inside. I was talking to Missi (marilyn's X) when trent walked by and fixed the blinds. i started to druel and missi told me to go over and say hello, that he's really nice. I was nervous but said oh well, only live once. Trent was a complete sweet heart...we talked for around three hours, he introduced me to the Dogs, Signed my PHM on vinyl, took pictures with me and my friends (mine didnt come out) and then asked me if i wanted anything to drink. i said sure and he had me follow him into the garage where there were two huge refidgoraters one filled with Soda's, one with imported Beers. I took a Dr. Pepper and saved the can cause im a geek.

    About three months after the dissapointment of not haveing my pic come out i was at the Nothing Showcase in NYC where i ran into Chris Shyler (Prick's guitarist) whom i had met that previous monday. He asked to use my phone card, then offered me money for the call...i said keep your money i wanna meet Kevin. He brought me backstage and met my Hero (kevin Mcmahon) while practially ignoring trent who was standing next to me. Kevin signed my Prick Cd and ran off to hide. Then it was me, Chris and Trent. I cautiously said "trent can i get a picture with you the one i took before didn't come out". Trent looked at me and said " the Picture you took in my house didn't come out? " I was SHOCKED that trent reznor remembered me. The pic's from the studio of my friends, Pic of me and Vrenna, and the Picture of me and trent taken by Chris from Prick are all on my page!



    Date: Wed, 6 May 1998 03:45:33 EDT
    From: LunrMaiden |LunrMaiden@aol.com|

    During my senior year in high school, my english lit class decided to take a trip to the cirque du soliel. The night we were supposed to go I was seriously bumming and my friends had to literally drag me out of the house. I had changed into a black TDS t-shirt that night and when one of the ushers saw it she approached me and told me that she thought that one of the guitarist from "one of those wierd bands" was playing the circus, and she thought she heard he was from Nine Inch Nails. my first thought was "what the Hell would Robin being doing here??" So I ignored her even though she told me she'd go and check it out and find me. I only slightly noticed that there was live music during te first act, though I did like it for it's dark quality. During the intermission I pulled a vendor aside and asked to look at a program. Much to my shock, there was a picture of Robin Finck listed as lead guitarist. My jaw must have hit the floor because all my buds were asking what was up. I quickly told them and looked over to the stage and there was Robin tuning his guitar. One of my friends asked what his name was and shouted out to him. Robin looked up and waved, staring at me for a while. I found the usher from earlier and begged her to get me his autograph, being the crazed fan I am. She said she'd see what she could do, and the rest of the circus was a study in tortourus impatience for me. After it was finally over another attendant came over to me and said that Robin "asked for the girl in the NIN shirt" I think my finger nails are still embedded in the big top! Robin came out a few minutes later and gave me a hug and we talked for about 30 minutes. It was one of the best days of my entire life.



    Date: Thu, 17 Dec 1998 06:30:54 EDT
    From: Jeremy Lance |bugo@hotmail.com|

    I saw NIN om 1-31-95 in Little Rock, AR. Trent was drinking some bottled water on stage, and between songs threw the bottle into the crowd. Some of the water got on my friend and I. Later on, he announced "I've got the flu and feel like shit". A couple of days later, my friend and I both came down with the flu. So I guess we caught Trent's bug.


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