For every hip-hop concertgoer there is a memorable concert story, and for every concert story, there is bound to be some bittersweet tale of being absorbed and shredded by a turbulent mosh pit.
As of late, moshing has become a regular occurrence at rap shows of both the underground and the mainstream. They are often whirling dervishes of swinging fists and flying bodies. They are landing zones for stage diving artists. They are also cathartic, energetic expressions of angst and fandom. You may walk out of the pit with a transformed soul, or one less shoe and a few bruises. Yet as celebrities have joined the fray and considering its dubious past in rock, punk and metal, will moshing ever come to an end in hip-hop?