Found out these guys were playing in our local city, so it was a must to go check ‘em out – and man, were they good or what? It wasn’t long since I’d seen another Floyd tribute so tonight's quintet had something to live up to -and believe it or not, they did just that!

It was like going back in time about 25 years and the rest. I was incredibly impressed at the fact that their backline was the real deal – WEM amps that were no doubt older than me – no wonder they had the exact sound of classic early 70’s Floyd to a P.

Songwise, we were treated to lavish selections from groundbreaking albums like ‘Animals’; ‘Wish You Were Here’; ‘The Wall’ and of course the epicentre of album-craft ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ which were performed faultlessly backed by the extremely addictive backdrop.

In fact, we could have watched that circular projection screen all night – the images were so more-ish, what with all their psychedelic happenings and album orientated visionary – pity we were stone cold sober - DOH, We’ll leave the cars at home next time !!

Turns out we missed the lunar eclipse that took place the same day, but we got to see the best one at the Boardwalk with the ultimate soundtrack – ‘I’ll see you on the dark side of the moon’ – you betcha.

Even if the real thing never gets together again (like at Live8 – man, I should have been there), then at least we can be sure that bands like ‘Pink Fraud’ will keep the magical, spacerock juices flowing for many a year to come.

Gilmour, Wright, Mason and Waters would have had smiles on there faces if they’d seen this performance.

10/10

By Glenn Milligan

After a few well deserved beers at a local after a hard days work (I mean t*ss it off for 7 hours) at a dingy, poxy office - which'll remain nameless right now due to legality reasons, I amble down with mi mate Andrea, grab a Maccy D - well I was starvin' and dyed brown rubber that's never been near a cow tastes good on a beer-filled, foodless stomach and get down to my fave rock 'n' roll boozer - The Classic Rock Bar, after a personal invite from Rob Lane of the Teenage Casket Co.

The venue's virtually empty - where is everybody? Both bands are taking it all in their stride though, getting the gear ready and supping a few beers - and why not indeed taking in all the good ole glam that comes out of the in-house PA.

First up it's Derbyshire's Glamfest known as 'Teenage Casket Company' who strut their stuff and fire up some fine riffery with an 8 strong song set of mighty originals like opener, 'One thing you don't'; 'Bad Girl'; 'Beautiful' and closer 'Ain't got nothin'. Think punky Love/Hate meets Motley Crue and Robin Black and the Intergalactic Rock Stars - they are summat like that I guess. CRB Onwner Sass put it brilliantly, "they've got the attitude, they've got the songs and on top of that, impressive dual vocals". They go down very well indeedy and also sell a few limited edition of 50 self-producedsampler CD's - soon to be reviewed by yours truly for these here pages

Next up is the headliners - The Plastix from Nottingham (signed to TB Records), who've been here in the last two weeks or so and are becoming as regular to Sheffield as Robin Black's IRS. Three punk looking creatures (only jokin' lads) with a frontman who wears a stick on rubber Mohican, lights his pubic hair and glows off a dildo covered in something flammable (well second go anyway - the first attempt fails to give a spark). The music is way loud, it's raw and it's extremely brash and harsh to the ears to say the least. Pure bang, bang with gruff throaty vocals.

They top it all off by smashing one of the in-house 'used on Monday's Jam night' guitars in good old Townshend style - what a thump - I felt the vibration in the depth of my soul. Nice One lads - that'll be a grand total of £50 that you've earned, I mean owe the venue to replace the sorry article!! In fact, they actually take it with them to repair, ready for next time when hopefully there will be far more than a mere handful of locals.

An overall 7/10

By Glenn Milligan

Just when you thought Sheffield no longer gave a damn about glam... someone was so kind enough to organise this one hell of a treat for party metallers of the Steel City population. And to top it all, two decent support acts account for the Floyd's fanfare.

The plastics are a combination of pop-punk and glam metal - two genres often thought to be at loggerheads but one hopes this impressive young trio's material will help towards forging further unity between styles. Robin Black & The Intergalactic Rockstars come about as close as one can get to blowing the pretty boys offstage with their brand of 88/89 sculpted sleaze rock which I can say any new band have got some goolies to get together and simply churn out like this, these fifteen years on.

PBF may have only pulled about seventy of them onto this minuscule dancefloor tonight but they waste no time in serving the faithful. Latterday material sits there, absolutely superglued in amongst the 'Leather Boyz' material like all of tonight's tunes were written at the same time. Steve Summers is the sole remaining member from the line-up responsible for that classic 1989 debut and clad tonight in t-shirt, woolly hat and goth foundation, only linked to the illustrious past by his unmistakable voice. Still ever the stud of the act, has never forgotten how to keep songs like '48 Hours', 'Rock n' Roll Outlaws' and 'Toast Of The Town' in perfectly unforgettable trim and the current day members flanking him on the floorboards have definitely been well educated in their parts.

9/10

By Dave Attrill

Don't you just love tragic jams - I caught the last two songs of Messiah's Kiss because it took around an hour to travel from Aston Roundabout to the other side of Meadowhall - Damn It !! These songs were 'Night comes down' and 'Black and White' which like the headlined herself is just pure old-school German Metal. The 'Kiss played to a virtually empty dance-floor because as usual the large majority were far more interested in getting the beer in - maybe the band ought to have had draught beer available from the stage in order to get noticed somewhat.

It filled up to a good half full for the German Metal Goddess that is Doro Pesch who after being spotted at the site of the stage (those long flowing blonde locks are unmistakable) raced up to the front with rapturous applause and ripped into 'Burning of the Witches' and the odd newie from the recently released 'Fight' album. It was like 1985 all over again and it appeared like those in attendance were here the first time around as well.

Doro's band includes drummer Johnny Dee from awesome big-hair band 'Britney Fox', who incidentally toured last year with Doro in the United States - he no doubt impressed her with his sticks.

The lead vocals were rather tough to follow for those not used to strong German accent but these guys and girls on the Rio dance-floor lapped it up no problem and could sing along to every word - total hardcore fans I guess. Fist punching to the air was constant from all, (the obligatory thrust of the night) alongside a ferocity cry of 'Oy' which Doro got the fans to cooperate at every available moment - you had to be there taking part in the ritual for it to be fully appreciated - without sounding cheesy - it totally rocked.

A major highlight of the night was the emotional 'Legends Never Die' dedicated to those who no longer Rock on Planet Earth but will never be forgotten or her heavier, darker version of Billy Idol's 'White Wedding' as well as classic Warlock anthems such as 'All we are' which lasted forever (much to the delight of us all) and the bulldozing 'Earthshaker'.

If you weren't there you missed a mesmerizing Metal deliverance that reigned with tight black leather and chains that relived the good old days of the mid 80's - it's like being pre-teenage again !!!

7.5/10

By Glenn Milligan, BA Hons CS

Pretty Boy Floyd - Nottingham Rock City, 9th February 2002

This is the first time that these guys have ever graced U.K. soil and bi-jesus they conquered it - and they were only here a week. Their presence in front of a hot packed Rock City was f*cking awesome. Made up of mainman,

Steve Summer's on lead vocals	Keri Kelli taking care of lead guitar

(as Kristy Majors was playing with Faster Pussycat) alongside

Drummer, Dish and	Lesli Sanders on bass

- the 'Floyd guys rocked up the crowd into a mad frenzy.

Musically, they were as tight as a Nuns Crotch - and that's tight!!! Firing out up-tempo sleazy rock 'n' roll party songs is what these guys did with 100% flawless perfection - there were Leather Boys with Electric Toys songs a plenty like 'Rock 'n' Roll Outlaws' (which was screamed for) - as Steve said, "This a free for all - we'll play whatever you want !!!". The number was thrown in with classics like the secret 'n' sleazy 'Your Mama won't know' (that came complete with dodgy backing vocals from Lesli and Keri !!!

- so they weren't always on key - but who gives a f*ck !!! - we definitely didn't). Early on in the set came the title track itself which was greeted by a wild reception from the Girlz and Boyz prezent there that night.

Newer songs from the E.P. 'A Tale of Sex' were warmly received and I noticed just how many of the fans knew the words to the magical melodic '(Oh, oh - oh, oh, oh) Shut Up', the bed-banging 'Junkie Girl' and 'Good Girl Gone bad' (with its piercing guitar riff- courtesy of Keri Kelli) as opposed to just numbers from the legendary debut 'Leather Boys...'

The band had a huge blast throughout their set and even pulled an old obscure fave out of the closet - a quiet ballad called that Nottingham's Glam gang especially wanted to hear - in fact only Steve and Keri stopped on stage for this one - I guess the other two guyz either didn't know it or needed a quick breather (or whatever else goes on back stage !!!!). Anyway Mr. Summers and Mr. Kelli - put on a beautiful performance which was followed up with the heart rendering 'I wanna be with you' (the Leather Boyz closer), which saw the missing members re-join the stage. Steve thought it was the right time to do that one for the already mellowed out crowd - and how right he was !!!

Keri Kelli followed the tradition set by Tracii Guns (of LA Guns) who teased the crowd by playing the main riff of a song and asking the crowd to name it - this was definitely a lot more fun than that sh*t 80's U.K. television show 'Name that Tune' with Lionel Blaire - I reckon he's onto something here. The well spotted riffs included Thin Lizzy's 'Cowboy Song', Def Leppard's 'Wasted' and just for fun, G 'n' R's 'Mr. Brownstone' - musical impresario camaraderie at its finest. We dug it - and so did Keri - much to the amusement of the other band members.

'48 Hours (to Rock)' saw Steve get the crowd joyously singing for him (as you can see from our exclusive footage) and 'Rock 'n' Roll (is gonna set the night on fire)' turned Rock City into a full-on inferno of climatic excitement.

I wanna see 'Pretty Boy Floyd' come back very soon - and next time they must headline !!!! The Pretty Boyz show was 'Absolutely F*cking Killer' - I'd hate to be the band that follows 'em.

10/10

By Glenn Milligan, BA Hons CS