Friday Night Teeth

At gigs you will normally find me (Lucia, Jade is still in absentia) hanging back, looking cool, possibly with one foot up against a wall, throwing dice or clicking a thumb and forefinger to the beat of my own tune. However, groupie behaviour that I ordinarily reserve only for Ed Banger was in full effect at the Whitechapel gallery. Our friend and colleague Simon happens to be their drummer, but this only brought a slight nepotism. The rest of the hysterical screaming and fainting was because Teeth are excellent. Having no coherent footage of my own, here is someone else's;