The Poets of Slam Society

"There was no anticipating them, I just walked in the place, The already shirtless lead singer was half way through taking off his pants WHILST doing a shoey. The guitarist played the Australian national anthem under his stiff upper lip. Half the crowd were standing there stuck fast and the other half was screaming like they were on fire. They were singing songs like they would die for them, The singer came into the crowd and put his hand on my shoulder and shouted "Michael Bay!" into the mic, he took one last look into my eyes as the other members were momentarily suspended into the air after a snare hit sent them flying. They came down with a bent note so grotty the entire place began to smell like the 70s almost instantly. I hadnt even realised I was jumping the first few seconds... rock and roll mind control. He stayed there, leading us in a face to face crusade against any form of silence... As he walked back onto the stage and turned around, he let out a scream that would cause soccer mums and landladies all over the earth sh*t their knickers. I was invigorated and left astounded. I had just got my beer back from a close friend when the song transformed into hormonal accelerant, a drug you seemingly only needed ears for. My head exploded. I became a power-spitting unicorn and trancended space and time into a reality where beings of chaos and mercury reigned supreme..."

- Denny (From the Pub)