just very hot and sweaty...we packed the place! People were trying to get in round the edges but couldn't...That rarest of occasions when what the band want and what the punTers want is the same thing; namely, very heavy mong-rock dance implosion with all the trimmings...sweat powered guitar, bowel-loosening bass, cthulhu-summoning keyboards and the lord of the dance himself on jungulation duties,,,plus post-everything west country emcee and bum boy acid box...

heres a distorted mess of a video that goes some way to capturing the monged-out lunacy of the event...

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