Seven wives gang-banged by rock.

I heard that The Furious Sleep were going to be playing in the pub two doors down from my Grandparent's house so I had to get down there and see how the townsfolk reacted to some proper music. Most of the pubs round here like their rock classic or covered to the point of complete dilution.
They played a fantastic set, to quite a full room, knocking out all the hits. My favourite of the night, I'd probably say was a monumental rendition of Tofu Escape Clause, which started the landlady off about the volume levels. Another highlight has to have been random members of the audience shouting "FUCK 'EM!" whenever they were asked to turn it down a notch. Power to those StIvians keepin' it real...