Back with a new episode, and this one is the last of the rooftop capers for this year. It’s just too damn cold up there at the moment. No Bob on this one, but there is an American gent joining in on this Jack Daniels fuelled nightmare of rubbishness. Dave, Kent and Donovan attack the bands with vigour and vim (and any other cleaning agents) before opening the bottle of JD doom. This was the episode recorded prior to the Halloween crossover - how’s that for wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey? - so try and remember back to that one and get nostalgic over how wet and windy it all became.