Gold Teeth

Why are club promoters so wet? Their promotion so bland and their rhetoric so obvious?

You’ve seen the usual garish flyers, the ones adorned with unattainable super models. Printed fantasy girls whose only purpose is to prey on the eyes of jock boys. The type of guys whose lives are defined by how many babes they can bed with their banter.

Or there’s your trendy nights. They change their music policy more often than Belladonna switches positions. Dubstep one minute, House the next. They don’t care what they play, they just want their club filled with fitted caps and filthy creepers.

Gold Teeth isn't about fake tan, fake drinks or fake blood. It’s not about being seen, or being in a scene. It’s about mates, crates and having a ball.