Just when you thought it was safe to go back into the West-End, five undead bands, a couple of lunatic acts, some seriously deranged DJ’ing and a somewhat demented Fox invite you to a night of monster-mashing, teeth-gnashing, death cheating, brain eating, flesh-crawling, corpse mauling maniacal mayhem…
“Remember STAR SCREAM? They’re everything you can’t control. Like a sorceror sharing a recipe with a black-fingernailed defence lawyer; petulant ballads and noisily crunching cacophony. Their bubbling-over surly, scuzzy boot-stompers are songs that you’ve never heard anything like before, and you’ll damn sure want to hear more of afterwards… “ Tazz Stander, Uber Rock
