Pants = crapped.
"Brace for the end of mum rock: Birds Of Tokyo have come home to roost with their heaviest album in…
RIP legend.
They're back.
All bets are off.
You go gurls.
"At least they had a go."
Born to run... out of tickets.
Shots fired.
You bet your sweet ass.
Introducing "BOOTLEG HOLIDAY FROM HELL".
"The organizers thank all Aussie metal fans for their continued support.”
New Dune tunes, coming soon.
Off to never-never land.
They're copping it from both ends.
Up yours, geography!
Bairdy did a Baird Baird thing.
“If meat is murder, live export is the slow boat to hell.”