Ines Velour, Journalist

The night was all about Emperors, who most certainly conquered, but it also saw Will Stoker & The Embers ruling many punters’ fancies.

Feeling your spleen pulsate and threaten to rupture on a Friday night shouldn’t be experienced by a less thrash-savvy, Van Halen-haired Australian rock band.

It morphs you into a powerful, sweaty ego-maniac that can blow cigar smoke in the shape of the Northern Lights and wear tight leather pants without compromising sexuality.