After I’ve exited a metal conert, I saw a message on my cell:
“Are you at the same concert than I ?”
Like I’m checking my cellphone in the middle of the moshpit… where big buff dudes run in circles and push each other, when the music plays so loud, that you feel all your internal organs vibrate to the rhytm (and this is not a metaphor).
Fortunatelly, the good old fashioned way of communication by human contact still works and shows to be more efficient in many cases.