Every year, families across Britain desperately attempt to unite the generations in a ritual of festive peace and harmony and you know what? It never works. MEN WITH VEN explode the tinsel myths and unleash THE WORST CHRISTMAS EVER, the definitive report from the Yuletide war zone, a laugh out loud tirade of bah humbug and grumpiness…
It’s a fine line between food and drink and fire and theft which MEN WITH VEN cross gleefully with tales of incendiary decorations, dysfunctional relations and prodigal dentures. Santa’s been wanting a new theme tune for years now and Men With Ven step up to cross it off his list.
Bring on the Christmaspocalypse…
WHO ARE MEN WITH VEN?
Three men and nearly as many chords, on the road from Barking to Deptford.
Telling it the way it is, in pubs and markets, treading the highway and the sticky carpet.
There’s no stopping them: the dogs have seen the rabbit.
The odds are long but they are worth a flutter.
They respect everyone but trust no one except their tailor.
They dodge all the blue lights and put you bang to rights.
They are Men With Ven.
WHAT IS VEN?
Not just the plural of van, but a mystical substance infusing a unique worldview…
A bit like Zen, only faster and funnier.
WHAT DO THEY SOUND LIKE?
They sound like Chas’n’Dave having sex with Kraftwerk.