As Dave departs for the Fez capital of the world we throw a party to send him off. In a night of incestuous band cross pollination we bring you;
Spreading rock and roll hellfire with a belly full of booze.
Fuzzed out gargantuan riffs skull crushing rhythms with soothsayer vocals. See your future in their past.
The spit and bile of everything you hate delivered in one sonic assault. Don't piss your pants.
Doors 9pm £4 or £3 if you're wearing a fez
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