Demon Pigeon

What the hell is post-punk? Surely a lot of things are post-punk? Oh, it’s shorthand for keytars and skinny ties. Fine, fuck you, read on.

Jimmy defies the persistent vuvuzela of experience and follows the tour he hates so much all the way to the Balkans.

Jimmy is totally over this now, but you should speed up his recovery by reading about the second day of the downright grindalicious Bloodshed Festival. Gratuitous beer content a GUARANTEE.

Jimmy goes to Eindhoven, drinks a lot of different beer and listens to grindcore, and struggles to make all of those things interesting at the best of times.

‘Put ze knife in me Bennet’

Paul sees some bands, gets rained on, comes home early.

Manvestites, Mike Hunt and Maiden.

Nectar, lads. Go full sick.

Imagine going to a gig.

Paul gets sweaty in the presence of other men. That’s what he says, anyway.