Hard to believe that it’s almost 20 years since a bunch of us attended the gig listed at the top of this poster. My memory of the evening is a little hazy if I’m honest. I remember Nick getting booted in the face mid-mosh halfway through the first song… I recall Dom standing at the back complaining about the volume… Clive and Nick rampaging through Bristol carrying back several square metres of encrusted fly posters (which somehow we took home) and spending an insanely uncomfortable night trying to sleep on Kevin Lemon’s kitchen floor. Apparently music was never the same again afterwards, but I don’t really remember that bit, and I’m certain my fondness for a plaid lumberjack shirt pre-dates the event.