AHAHAHAHAHH I was at that concert! It was late 1989 after the Loma Prieta Earthquake during the World Series. We got a check to pay for damages to our stuff inside the house, and as young people should do, we spent the money on parties and concerts. Primus was right after Christmas and my family was pissed that I was going back to San Fran because there was work up there. If you remember the rowdy crowd of angry, mean looking punk jerks in green Ireland shirts who kept starting the pit back up, that was us.I remember when the punk tradition of moshing crossed over to metal, and it destroyed metal shows for me. It was at the Warfield Theater in San Francisco, at a Primus show for their second album... probably 1990. People started a mosh pit, and Les stopped the show. "What the fuck are you doing?! Stop it man. This ain't no punk show..."
WOOHOO!! Amazingly small world, innit? Yeah, I was up a level in back, off the floor. So wasn't in the pit. For a couple years I'd been watching Primus play for free every Wednesday night at the I-Beam on Haight Street, with about 15 other people. So I went to the Warfield show mostly out of solidarity for the band. Not because I was going to see anything different or unusual. But then the moshing started, and ... well, I guess I saw something new! :-)