She wants to stand front row center, before an elevated stage which places the band's roaring amplifiers at exactly your ear level. Painful. Enough to make you wince; enough to make you increasingly nervous. You could leave her there alone, move to the back. But there'd be hell to pay for weeks after.
There's a shredding sound in your left ear, like a screen door being torn with a knife. While Warner Hodges solos during "Lost Highway."
Technician with a worried face. "Tap the ear in which you hear the next tone." You don't. Verdict: 55% hearing loss in the left ear, 25% in the right.
Love can damage more than just your heart. Jason and the Scorchers at the Bacchanal, San Diego, 1985.