READER REVIEW: Funeral For a Friend, The Craufurd Arms, Wolverton

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Earlier this month, Welsh quintet Funeral for a Friend played a date at The Craufurd Arms in Wolverton.

For those fans who are used to seeing the heavies grace far bigger stages, it was a welcome treat.

Dani Gallogly was among the lucky fans, and filed this review...

I had never been to The Craufurd Arms for a show before, and wasn’t too sure what to expect.

But over the next few hours people began to fall in, packing out the tiny venue to watch what turned out to be one of the sweatiest nights in a long time.

First up were Milton Keynes quartet The Get Gone who gave their all to the crowd and started to set the tone for the rest of the night.

There were clearly some pop punk influences in there and they reminded me a bit of early Reuben.

O’Casan took it up a notch when they got the crowd singing along to almost everything they played.

Having a strong fan base in the room helped pick the atmosphere up...perhaps it was the smoke machine filling the air, but I felt the singing was better on the CD than at the live show this time, though.

Hit 9.30pm and the crowd is gathered for Welsh mob Funeral for a Friend, and we are definitely ready to get destroyed for the next hour and a half.

Opening up with Conduit from the album of the same name, the entire room erupted.

People started flying overhead and the pits became furious.

The set was filled with enough old songs to make the new ones really stand out and show how they have changed as a band over the last decade.

They threw in the classic B-side You Want Romance? and I couldn’t help but join in with the stage diving!

Matthew Davies-Kreye has definitely nailed his craft, effortlessly getting the crowd going.

Ventilation wasn’t a friend during the show though, and there wasn’t a dry shirt in the room...

FFAF finished the set with some old classics and as the bridge set in for Escape Artists Never Die the crowd went wild.

It was definitely worth seeing them in the smaller venue, and bruised knees and sore heads will have been plentiful the next morning.