Natalie Portman's Shaved Head

It was one of those rare, glorious gigs where you walk in completely ignorant of who's playing and find yourself a fan within seconds. The band, unlike many, radiated a genuine excitement to be playing, which manifested itself in a sweaty, frenetic performance of their punky, electro-loving pseudo-pop. Singer Shaun Libman called the crowd to action, and finally climaxed by hurtling into his audience and covering them in his various bodily fluids. It's probably the result of me avoiding said fluids that I can say without a shadow of a doubt that I am now definitely a fan.