Please welcome new writer to the site, The Baby Killer. Also note that he doesn't actually kill babies (I hope), and if he does I might want to drop all contact with him. He's a cool dude and hater of hardcore dancing, much like you guys and myself, so give him a warm welcome.
Also, since a lot of new writers are gonna be joining, each of them is going to write a general post on their view of this trend. Take for example this, and Dingus' Take.
While I doubt that the gripes of one individual will have any effect whatsoever on the ever-expanding hive mentality that is the hardcore scene, I can no longer stand idly by and watch you idiots systematically ruin everything about metal that I have grown to love over the years. My problem isn't with hardcore/metalcore/deathcore/whatevercore music itself, nor is it with the fact that hardcore kids even exist in the first place. I personally have fallen off the hardcore bandwagon as of late, but there are still a few genuinely talented 'core bands out there. When you boil right down to it, it's all about personal preferences and tastes, and I have long since given up on crusading against any form of music that I don't like. If you like it you like it, and that's that. I can't stop you, nor do I want to. Every genre needs a fan base, and hardcore is no exception. The problem is, from a musical standpoint hardcore and metal are very closely related, especially in recent years, and more often than not hardcore kids and metalheads end up mingling at shows, and this is where the real problem starts.
It's a well-documented fact that moshing is awesome, but a metalhead's definition of moshing is astonishingly different than a hardcore kid's. When we mosh, we push and shove and smash into each other and run around in circles like the buffoons that we are. But when the br00tal hardcore kids "mosh", they start swinging their fists and kicking their feet like they're being attacked by a swarm of bees, and they intentionally get dangerously close to other people to, as far as I can tell, prove some pretentious, bullshit "look how tough and dangerous I am" alpha male complex that they've concocted in their simple minds. The metal scene is an aggressive one, yes, but not to the point of completely disregarding the safety and well-being of our fellow headbangers. When one of us falls down or gets hurt in the pit, someone rushes to their aid within seconds (often more than one person too) and makes sure that person is alright before resuming, whereas getting hurt in a hardcore dancing pit is akin to a badge of honor, and anyone who opposes that notion is considered a weakling.
When these two polar opposite ideals collide, it's a recipe for disaster. It's like clockwork: a hardcore band will take the stage at a show, and most if not all of the metalheads will move to the side, because they know the dancers will want to do their thing. Once a breakdown starts, the fists and feet go flying, and inevitably someone gets too close to someone else who wants nothing to do with it. That someone will firmly but (usually) politely push the dancer aside, sending a clear message of "Excuse me sir, I'm right here and I don't wish to be punched just now," but the dancer's myopic, tough guy brain processes that gesture as "I wish to enter into fisticuffs with this individual". The hardcore kid invariably gets in the other guy's face, spewing fuck you's and various threats, and the metalhead attempts in vain to reason that he was only moving him aside so he or his friends wouldn't get hurt. To make matters worse, since A) hardcore kids have a hive mentality and B) they're usually too small and scrawny to take on your average metalhead one on one, out of nowhere at least four or five more dancers join the fray. Riddle me this: if hardcore kids are actually as tough as they make themselves out to be, then why do they always feel the need to gang up on one single opponent when they fight? If you're so big and badass, I say prove it in a fair, man to man fight. And to make matters worse, not only are they pretentious, but they're also conceited. Hardcore kids act like no matter where they are, they own the place even if they're completely out of their element (i.e. the Dying Fetus/Arsis/Misery Index show I attended a few months ago). They harbor delusions of grandeur and entitlement that make them act like the cock of the walk wherever they go, and this has led to the plague that is FSU and PIN and various other off-shoot hardcore gangs.
These Neanderthals have transcended being cocky assholes and evolved (no pun intended) into legitimate murderers. On June 23rd, 2006, in Corona, California, two FSU members beat one Sean Thomas Gardhouse to death because they believed that he was associating with members of a rival gang. As if this wasn't bad enough, it turns out they were mistaken; an innocent young man was brutally murdered because of these violent, simplistic morons. Someone somewhere lost a son, a brother, or a friend, for no reason whatsoever. I hope you're proud of yourselves, hardcore kids. You can go do whatever you want, I won't stop you, but personally you disgust me, so do us all a favor and go stay in your corner, leave us the fuck out of it.
Couldn't have said it better myself. This here kids, is wisdom. Follow it, stop you're dancing, start moshing, or get the fuck out. Look for plenty of more posts from The Baby Killer in the future.