Vomit puddles by ticket barriers and a tramp tried to fight his way through bouncers to get inside.
It was carnage typical of a Prodigy concert. Far more surprising was that we were then ushered to our seats.
Despite the fuss surrounding them, the Prodigy have always been far more about dance than decadence. Yet surely when the band launched Charly in the heady days of rave, the idea of sitting down would have been as alien as recording gigs on mobile phones or Keith Flint sporting a black wedge.
Fortunately, when the curtain dropped and Maxim began screaming over Break And Enter on Tuesday night, it was clear normal service had resumed.
It is a testimony to the Prodigy that, after 15 years, they still manage to attract an audience you'd expect to see on a McFly tour, pogoing to the feverish electronic grind of Their Law.
As for the vaudeville stage act, Keith tried to extend his range singing Hotride but he's not as fit as he once was. Together with Maxim, whose repertoire never stretched further than shadow boxing and shouting "are you f****** ready?" anyway, the pair were as demonic as Daffy Duck.
But the Prodigy are Liam Howlett's baby and with this semi-best of tour he doesn't disappoint, mixing a precisely honed cocktail of breaks and beats through classics from Out Of Space to Poison. And Keith always has Firestarter.
The seats didn't last five minutes. Although it was probably a good thing they were nailed down.
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