There's a fascinating piece about tinnitus in this week's mag. It tells the story of Robert McIndoe, a music fan who killed himself after sustaining a life-wrecking case of the condition at a Them Crooked Vultures gig, and looks into what can be done about the issue.
The feature talks to numerous promoters and industry figures about the problems and solutions with regards tinnitus, and sees NME's Features Ed Jamie Fullerton give his account of life with a constant drone in his ear.
Pete Townshend, a long-term tinnitus sufferer
I've been lucky enough not to suffer any debilitating hearing difficulties so far, although there's been numerous times tinnitus has crossed my mind if not rested in my ears. Mogwai's eardrum stabbing at the ICA, A Place To Bury Strangers' unholy racket at ATP and several nights using speaker stacks as a drinks holder in tiny clubs have all probably taken me close to the edge. And while noise cancelling headphones are a great way to substitute bus chatter for Magnetic Man, they're probably not doing either cochlea any favours.
Do you suffer from it, or fear for its onset? In a turn-it-up-to-11 era where festivals are never LOUD enough and dance and indie clubs alike peddle rib-shattering bass are our ears ticking time bombs? Or should everything be louder than everything else and you'll take your chances?
Get the mag to read more on it and let us know your thoughts below.