by Brian Divver, Web Content Developer, XPN

One of my most memorable musical moments was my first gig in my band Life. We played at G. Willickers in Pennsauken, New Jersey. I was the king on top of the metal mountain. I was standing on the stage where a lot of my favorite bands of that time stood. We had a frenzied pit going during our song “Prediction of Death” when I saw my brother get blindslided flipped in the air with the wind knocked out of him trying to get up in the pit. Nobody was helping him. So, I threw my bass and dove into the crowd to pick up my brother while my band never stopped playing. I picked him up and drug him to the wall of mirrors next to the pit. Once I was assured that he was ok I jumped on stage and completed the rest of the song my bass poorly tuned but I was full of energy.