White Lightning!

"Bloody Fantastic" "Best gig I've ever been to!" "F*****g Sh**"

Were just a few of the comments the band received after their first performance of their long anticipated Knee Deep In Brown tour. Laying down the foundations of what is set to be a fantastic and unforgettable tour. The lights dimmed, then the magic started. 

Sticky Riz was first to come on stage, and gave a thundering beat for the crowd to clap and cheer along to with his murderous hands beating down upon the drums like some kind of crazed mad man. As he kept up his magic, on came, what can only be described as the second best guitarist in the band.. Kris Shred. Sprinting out whilst wowing the crowd with a gut-busting solo. It seemed as if they had really been working extremely hard on this tour, and all the hard work was surely paying off. With the crowd crying out for more the temptation to impress proved too much for SPLASH. In his trademark fashion, he came out like a wolf ready to pounce on its pray, slowly and staying low, he finds his way to about mid stage with a look upon his face that could only be described as bloodthirsty. The beat starts to rise in tempo, SPLASH starts to rise then begins his jumps, the jumps his many adoring fans have seen many a time before. The crowd become a living, pulsating beast and with SPLASH as their master his jumps become higher and higher. The beat reaches a climax, with SPLASH launching himself up into the air, with an explosion of fireworks he comes crashing down. Then there was silence..

Then suddenly, out of no where the stage is emerged in a ploom of smoke. Behind the smoke is the figure of perhaps the most beautiful man ever to grace this Earth, a man who no woman can resist, a man whose voice is so powerful that God himself becomes a stuttering wet mess where he stands.  A great explosion shakes the ground to a stand still. The only way of describing what happens next is if you was to stand next to a space rocket on launch off with a hearing aid pressed against the rocket of the ship. The crowd (particularly the women) couldn't contain their selves and burst into extreme passion. The perfectly ripped and dripping wet body of Butch Lightning was standing above them, like some kind of idol just out of touching distance (probably a good thing seeing as though the women were going wild) That's when the real show started..




Matthew Allen