After lead singer Frank Carter declared his hate for music journalists I wondered if I should leave; I decided not to, however undignified I felt his comments were.
Despite feeling more unwelcome than I have ever felt at a gig, it is truly a struggle to make a demeaning comment about the outspoken rock group, Pure Love.
It happened to be the first time I’ve seen the five-piece since their set on the NME stage at 2012’s Reading Festival.
Back then they turned in a performance that hadn’t gifted me with an inclination to pay much attention to the act.
But looking back that may have been a poor decision as Pure Love’s performance at Gloucester Guildhall was more honest and exciting than any act I’ve been exposed to for a long time.
I disliked the footman’s stage persona, he struck me as arrogant and somewhat hypocritical, however, his opinionated broadcasting is what defines him as a performer to be admired.
It was clear that Carter was well versed in his craft and ultimately held the crowd in the palm of his hand as a result.
Although crowd were smaller than the band deserved on their farewell tour, their participation certainly made up for it.
By the end of the performance they were performing in the midst of the fans, emphasising a sense of comradery they had built with the onlookers after a set of crowd surfing, stage invasions, sing-along’s and a spot of heavy drinking.
It was amazing to see a band control an audience so aptly in such an unlikely venue. Perfectly summing up the event in his sneering tone, the former Gallows frontman declared "I’ve never been in a ballroom dance pit before”."