The biggest band ever to come out of the biggest village in Britain*, Tourniquet hit the tiny time early in their career with a low-key gig at the youth club where they rehearsed. Although most of the youths had to be in bed by 9pm, the free sweets promised in the fliers failed to materialise. A parent was incorrectly identified as a photographer with the Northwich Guardian, but in spite of this their reputation grew, and it wasn't long before copies of their debut EP were being returned to the newsagent shop whence they came. This was followed by a sell-out gig at the local pub (The Salter, Britain's first "disco pub", renowned for having The Beatles booked to play**. They didn't turn up. Sadly The Salter is no more, having been demolished to make way for some executive housing, but hey - dedication's what you need*** if you want to be the biggest village in Britain*). In another example of the superlatives applied to the band, a 15 year old girl who'd been smoking in the car park assured Millo he was the best guitarist she'd ever seen, although she was later to retract that comment after he agreed with her. Characterised by having a vocalist-cum-guitarist, another guitarist, a bass player and drummer, Tourniquet play their own value brand of crunchy rock, with the occasional nod towards melody and rhythm. This is combined with an idiosyncratic use of harmony and funk to produce music that really taps ass. Rock me till I break wind, Amadeus! *Source: pub rumour **Source: Northwich Guardian ***Source: Roy Castle RIP
