
09/29/2025
About Saturday night: Seven Bistro was not ready. Matty D lulled the room into comfort with 90s nostalgia, then the Turf Turds crashed through like a wrecking ball. Except surprise… it was The Lawn Sausages, the band your parents warned you about.
Guitars screamed, drums shook, a woman got serenaded with lines too filthy for Facebook, and a parrot made more appearances than some drummers. The night ended loud, chaotic, and a little dangerous. Exactly how it should.