We are one of the grimiest, dirtiest, despicable, sexually wonderful, mayhem-gasmic, penetrative, crunchiest, tastiest, magical, wet and fantastical bands in Manchester. We play loud, hard and seemingly spontaneously at times, producing the music we enjoy playing and hearing, screwing all principles of theory in each and every whole it wishes to offer. Each member of the circus brings that special secret splurge of mystical madness which makes 'Dead Circus' the deluded, castrated sound of madness and insanity that it is ... And sometimes we play a nice song too.