That's the whole idea.

And yes, I was close enough to Oderous that I could see the hose fittings up under his crotch that connected to his phallus. That is, when I wasn't getting a face full of stage-jizz.

My hearing's been shot ever since, but I did manage to punch a skinhead in the nutsack while he was crowd surfing. He curled into a ball, fell to the floor and got stomped. It made it all worth while.