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Bringing sweaty, booze fuelled madness to a pub near you, Australian Kingswood Factory are the bastard love child of downed shots, screaming Marshalls and bleeding eardrums that burn through your hangover the morning after. With Lindsey channelling the classic rock frontmen from the first vinyl you ever bought with howling vocals and guitar licks to get the ladies moving, Chris on bass duties delivering punch in ya face bass lines with a raised middle finger and Carlos beating a path of beer soaked destruction behind the drums, the AKF boys never leave an arse on a seat or a pint glass left empty. That one drink too many never sounded this good!