The wording here - pretty lolsome?
Gallows, a ferocious young punk band from Watford, have just exploded into action at their first UK gig of 2008. Already, all hell is breaking loose inside the packed venue in Norwich. Their singer, a diminutive blur of tattoos and flame-red hair named Frank Carter, prowls the stage, screaming and shaking, as if in the throes of a convulsion.
Below him, the audience response has gone far beyond the usual pogoing and slam-dancing. A large space has cleared, in which about 50 kids are running at high speed - a new-ish ritual known as a "circle pit".
Within seconds, the circle closes again, and Carter, still palpitating, hurls himself into the crowd, where he is held aloft, face crimson, eyes wild - a terrifying sight.