Bar 32 was packed out to catch a bunch of noisy teenagers rock out. Consistent with the teenage theme, there were plenty of ridiculously dressed patrons in unbreathable fabric stinking it up all night while in another corner you could breathe in the sweet smells of cheap deodorant.

First up were King Royales. Now who doesn’t love Royales. They have a biscuit and marshmallow centre immersed in delicious dark or milk chocolate. Sometimes you can get them with jam inside. Oh yeah. So you would expect that KING Royales would be amazing! Perhaps not but they were among the most amusing bands for the evening. The young man on vocals had this cute look with a thin moustache and hair like Mike Patton. Probably trying for a similar sound, the music constituted of deliberate messy guitars and vocals. Well at least that was how it seemed at the time. The set was disjointed at times but that was either due to technical difficulty or just really bad playing – it was hard to tell.

The highlight was their song Violence during which they screamed out various forms of violence in the chorus. They finished up with what they referred to as an instrumental track called Immortality but there was vocal in it so it was all very confusing. Anyway, they were fun so hopefully that wont be the last time they make an appearance.

So it was goodbye King Royales and hello to some great tunes between bands. Now it appears that the bands themselves were trying to emulate these sounds but with little success. Points for trying! Like I said, it was all good fun.

The audience were all eyes for The Fighting League who looked fighting fit. The lead singer stripped down to reveal his lean physique up top but unfairly left his jeans on. Nevertheless it was beltless so we got a peak at the top line of his undies.

These guys were the other funny band. The lead singer didn’t stop jumping, jogging on the spot and double punching his fists in the air against the heavy guitars and distortion. His grandfather was an opera singer interestingly enough so of course music runs in the family for these guys. He did all sorts of wacky vocal tricks and even spoke in tongues. It was freaky. But even freakier was the bass player who looked like he was missing half his brain and had a dirty sock hanging off the end of his guitar. Ok that’s really mean. He was very good and very rock too with that classic vacant look (similar to a heavy pot smoker).

People were going off for this gig and having a jolly great time despite the stench. The Fighting League’s biggest fan was in the lead singer’s face in a gold glittery hoodie that shimmered gloriously while he danced like a crazy man.

If you hadn’t lost your hearing at this point, then the next band would have finished it off. Straight Arrows featured more loud guitars combined with incoherent vocals that lashed out collectively in almost harmonised shouts and screams.

These guys were a little less funny but had a more traditional song format. Straight Arrows played a bunch of formulaic rock tracks that got many dancing in that 60s rock way. They pumped out their pop rock tunes efficiently and the punters kept up the dancing.

Committing quite the faux pas, the lead vocalist/guitarist left the price tag hanging off the neck of his shiny new guitar. How embarrassing! Although he could have been going for The Fighting League’s sock look or perhaps he thought it would be prudent to attach his contact details on his guitar in case it went missing.

Between pondering this, it was a battle with the crowd as people squirmed their way through to get a good view of the band grounded with the rest of us. The wafts of body odour kept coming but thankfully it all came to an end after the band finished their set and left the bar a buzzing.