ESNS12: Steak Number Eight delivers megaton blow of the night
Flemish quartet wallops with blinding and deafening force
14 januari 2012
Ingmar Griffioen
Fraternal booze shed Vindicat, filled with the aroma of beer and sweat, is generally the perfect spot to be blown to smithereens by some obstinate metal band stemming from some European outskirt, like Poland, Northern Ireland or Scandinavia. Tonight, four Flemish boys are about to unleash a scorching mass of noise, with a ridiculously exaggerated light show as addendum.